Lime be your light,
bright citrus bite,
sans sallow,
sans shallow,
deep echo hush.
Light hissing and molten,
bliss to an albatross wing,
and sky kissed spring
on a rejoice for green.
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Marilyn ‘Misky’ Braendeholm lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, grapevines, bubbling pots of sourdough starter, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets.
Words and painting gorgeous. That watercolour is my idea of a perfect scene.
Oh good grief, woman! Watercolors, too? All so very well done.
I’m with Barb Misky, only not as eloquent … oh good grief, woman … this is beautiful! Both painting and poem, set each other off so wonderfully. Congrats.
What a bright read at day’s end! 🙂
Both so beautiful and so well matched. Now all we need is an audio of you reading it aloud.