Tag Archives: Saddle Up Saloon

Surrender of winter

soft pastels mist the morn

skyward gaze aglow

rising sun takes a look-see through clouds above

tasks at hand reaching out

nature has purpose

daybreak yields its aura

adapting rhythm

the universe spreads heartbeats through icy fields

so gelid to the touch

emotions exposed

morning turns to morrow

gentle touch of warmth

quiets lack-luster alabaster landscapes

the days omens faded

bartering of spring

Saddle Up Saloon; Colleen’s Double Ennead Challenge