Thursday, April 22, 2021


 I wrote this poem some time ago to a word prompt from David L. Harrison's blog.  I hope you enjoy it...




A speck

A hope  

A spark of fire  

A seed  

An inkling of desire 

A thought  

An effort  

A ray of light  

A drop of ink  

On a sea of white


© Karen Eastlund

Image by Kranich17 at

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Thursday, April 15, 2021

Bare Branches

Spring is in full swing now, here in NJ. Trees are blossoming in lovely whites and pinks, and the forsythia are bragging their bright yellows. My daffodils have already faded, but red tulips have taken their place, and a few deep purple violets are sprinkled here and there. Such beauty!

The picture below was taken a week or so ago, along the river where not everything is blooming yet. It made me think of a poem.

Do any of you remember a children's poem from years back about the sky and wind and bare branches?  I thought I remembered one, but I couldn't find it, so I wrote the poem I'm about to share.  I'm just a little apprehensive about sharing it, but I figure that someone in this group will know the poem if there is one. If not, maybe it is my idea... or maybe I dreamed it...

If I were the Sky

If I were the sky

On a windy day

Watching bare branches

Writhe and sway

I'd turn my back to the trees and say

Could you, please,

You tallest of trees,

Scratch my itches away?

-- draft

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