Dreams on a Winter Afternoon
Outside the white house in the valley
Mice are under snow, munching seeds
Sheep's bleating echoes across the valley
Insects, frozen in earth, have no needs
Outside the white house in the valley
The barn cats dream of munching the mice
All creation is slumbering in the valley
The snow like diamonds on rice
Inside the white house in the valley
The artist dreams of murmuring bees
Outside crows call out over the valley
Perching in skeletal and barren trees
Inside the white house in the valley
The artist awakens from her dream
Sips cold coffee and prepares her palette
A dream of Nature’s First Green
Image: Wanda Gág
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jono said...
Very nice, Batty. Spring seems like a very distant, unreachable dream about now.
Shoshanah Marohn said...
It me
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