Writers' Tears

had a sip of fire

not burnt, blasted by the whiff

only writer's hell

I hardly drink and this is not to encourage writers to do so.

I was at a reading, and this label triggered my 

empathetic response.

 

Under the Bridge

forest under bridge

vehicles roar, pound above

darkened walk unwind

 

Art by Humber River

art against nature

challenges conformity

bares ingenuity

 

Clarity

mist dissipating

clarity after the rain

greening, flourishing

 

Spirit House

guarding the house of

butterflies, loved ones' spirits 

departed, still here

 

Watercolour

watercolour hues

seep gently on silky curves

sensual, translucent

 

Cirque au bord de l'eau

thrills under the tent 

skilled artists dare their bodies 

past the possible

 

On Fire

spring blooms explode in 

flames, spread their fiery ardour

burning us with love

 

Family

varied traits, shades, shapes

distinct yet from the same breed

harmonious contrast

 

Climbing Vine

mother's love, climbing

through all challenges, caring

accepting, cheering

 

Going Strong

growing side by side

giving each other fond space 

to thrive on their own

 

Tulips

spring's tulip fever 

colours of passion burst out

ripe for summer love

 

End and Growth

one ends, others grow

new blooms, fresh thoughts, past released 

in the now, rejoice

 

Pansies

pensive, expansive

in soft velvet regalia

yielding to summer

 

51st Floor, Manulife Centre, Toronto

light, high in the sky

broken, reflected, floating

over glassed city view

 

Flowering

silky petals like

angel wings, float, soar, proffer 

joy on the sidewalk

 

Whiter Shades of Gold

whiter shades of gold

diversity, sustenance 

for evolution

 

Flourishing

trained, held by wire

to shoot up straight, flourishing

from human constraints

 

Forsythia golden bells

ring in golden spring

the fresh breath of revival

lasting till summer

 

Magnolia

rising, opening

to give it all, then to die

recreate over