sometimes i am so happy it hurts
yesterday i am
play of shadow and of light
sunset’s watercolor sky
letting go her brief yet lovely life
today the texture of a sturdy bark
free flow of cool water
tiny finch whose song is all she has
This week, for the Monday Quadrille prompt at dVerse, Lillian challenges us to paint a self-portrait in exactly 44 words. Whew.
The title of this poem came to me last evening while I was doing dishes, looking out the kitchen window where my husband kept watch over our two small white dogs, romping in the grass. This morning, when I woke up, the poem appeared.
Please join us for this most challenging prompt. This week there is no word that we have to use. Have fun.