Winter – a renga

 A beautiful young man wrote this and with his permission, I am posting it here.     Autumn is over A cold winter voice speaks soft Seeds lie sleeping low. In the morning chill Snow starts slowly falling down On the winter ground. Tangled in the snow Autumn flowers lie dying Like discarded dreams. As… Continue reading Winter – a renga


Winter wind – a renga

This renga is a gift from someone very dear, my daughter S.  Thank you!   The cold winter wind Brings a flock of huge black crows Murder on the bough.   Dancing in the air Soft and fluffy snowflakes fall Blankets all the world.   Wolves cry to the moon Haunting sounds are everywhere Deep… Continue reading Winter wind – a renga