Loire Valley Lane


Acrylic on mdf, 12×16″


Today was a dawning day,
stay in winter’s hold.
Ice-cold was the eve of spring,
a thing of wonder that it could bring
the well-spring of a season’s change,
exchange the chill for heat,
beat the blues of rawness,
take on summer’s dress.
Blueness in the heavens created delight;
night fell suddenly,
apogee to stay daybreak’s coming,
bringing frost, but only for the time
it took the sun to climb
above the mist that shrouds,
clouds, threatens setback,
backtrack to our comfort.
Spring comes, retreats this March,
but each day seeks advance,
dance of delight,
motion towards summer,
comer to the trees, fields,
healed by rays of light,
bright upon the eye of wonder.
Sadness of winter has gone
and only promises remain.