Reposted by Allan Dovre
My poem, “Midwinter Warmup,” fluttering about in the wild.
"A dried leaf butterflies
through empty branches.
Snowmelt drips, dappled joy
rivering the driveway."
#TodaysPoem #poetry
Midwinter Warmup by @SaraDovreWudali.bsky.social (2025 The Nature of Our Times) tinyurl.com/yc7snufy
through empty branches.
Snowmelt drips, dappled joy
rivering the driveway."
#TodaysPoem #poetry
Midwinter Warmup by @SaraDovreWudali.bsky.social (2025 The Nature of Our Times) tinyurl.com/yc7snufy
Midwinter Warmup - The Nature of Our Times
It’s a good day to open the window and dust the plants. My nose in leaves, I look through green to the blue, blue. A dried leaf butterflies through empty branches. Snowmelt drips, dappled joy rivering...
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March 16, 2025 at 2:59 PM
My poem, “Midwinter Warmup,” fluttering about in the wild.