i prefer the city's backyard view

a lively canvas is drawn:

birds from chickadees, cardinals & bluejays pecking  

for seeds & squirrels scarmbling over fences & trees 

& wild bunnies scouting for food

on days when the dark clouds are rolling
& northern wind knocks the flowers of their golden crowns
& fruit trees are bearing hint of autumn with pears growing wild

i gather my paintbrush
& splash a bit of tangerine color at the sides
& dash of marmalade & lilac streaks across the horizon
& liberal dose of blue sky & bubbling clouds

i fold into
                  paper plane
                                        zipping out of the
                                                                        window

Mississauga City

Posted for dVerse Poets Pub - Poetics:  Looking out the Windows with guest host, Peter Frankis from Austrailia.   Please join us with a window photo from your home and a poem when the pub doors open at 3pm EST.  Thank you for the comments.

The windows of our memories

the long day shifts, shadows,

calls us, church bells ringing

we chafe, bickering with

each other, reluctant

to let go of summer

games, flowers, dewdrops

we slurp cool water, draw

curtains to the side, breathe

growing silouttes of

twilight, bowstring of hues

as sun finally dips beyond lake,

all our windows opening

to catch the light, we brush

with watercolors in our eyes

to hear murmur of insects

we jar, along with smooth stones

those carefree days have long gone

by distance and choices

i sometimes wonder when

dusk comes, and moon is still-born

if your windows are still 

opening and and listening 

Long window overlooking the back balcony

Good thing the weather was sunny, not rainy.

Posted for D'verse Poets Poetics - Looking Out/Looking In, hosted by Lillian Hallberg ~

Thanks for your visit ~

Windows

outside the window
you are hazy bony figure
crumbling soft     .snowflakes.
as wind slants
susurration from jarring breath

ivory crowns the land-
scape to sands of blue    .crystals.

tree shadows creak    .shushhh.
ghosting my mind
of what was   .is.
blazing inferno     
inside this wi(n)dow

Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Quadrille - 44 word post with the word GHOST.   Hosted by Kim Russell.   Thanks for the visit ~