bumps that once left bruises now leave dreadful marks- No longer invincible. ©Nancilynn Saylor, 14 March 2017 (A brush with a door frame tonight)
Category: Haiku
Waiting for the sun…
Still air styles plant life… Fushia blooms against mustard walls; Spring hustles Winter. ©Nancilynn Saylor 8 March 2017
When the night has come
Last nights of winter Trickle down like melting stars Dusk overtakes day. ©Nancilynn Saylor 6 March 2017
Stop, children,what’s that sound…
bold squirrel seeks bird’s food freeze on feeder then flees… as red/tailed hawk “scree screes” ©Nancilynn Saylor 1 March 2017
Smell of grape koolaid
temperatures confuse blend Winter/Summer/Spring the Mountain Laurel blooms © Nancilynn Saylor. 2017 /2/ 24 Mountain Laurel
Thunder rolled
Storms raged on through night. .She sleeps on like a newborn… Dawn springs-fresh flowers. © Nancilynn Saylor 13 February 2017
Stormy weather
Purple Martin scouts Cruise the thermals-storm draws near Thunder’s lullabies… © Nancilynn Saylor 13 February 2017
There’s a bad moon on the rise
Odd night on the deck. […]
Winter antiphon -(Baby it’s cold outside)
Yesterday- spring like, yet Overnight, change sneaks in Winters chill lingers… […]
Save tonight
daylight melts in dusk our breath gasps a loveliness apricot and amber © Nancilynn Saylor […]
Nancilynn is Writing again 