New Impressions

Wide open spaces of endless miles
of fields, farms and tracks of homes

stand in stark contrast to cities
choked with factory smoke stacks
with the polluted exhaust of traffic

that rise up to collectively gather
in visible, relentless chains
of greenhouse gases choking
off life giving

oxygen the memories of a lifetime
of living growing accustomed
to cacophonic decibels
of noise
now silenced

replaced with nature’s music
a symphonic aura of colorful
notes

blue skies redolent of wind &
breezes filled with the green
chattering of crickets

sunsets sweeping the horizon
in pink and purple hues
akin to stringed instruments
playing

where a night is lit dazzling
with lightning and thunder
fire bright yellows and orange
an orchestration of astounding
proportions

there are new impressions
waking all my senses, increasing
my awareness

to add to and multiply memories
creating the complexity
& beauty
of a life

© August 2019 Renee Espriu

Image Taken From Public Domain Pictures

The Moon Waxing Gibbous

Image Taken From Public Domain Pictures and Digitally Altered by Myself.

First Moon 2018

The moon waxing gibbous yet still
slicing a swath of brilliant light
as a star cloaked in clouds of grey
heralds in another new year

while fallen leaves rain-soaked
leave paths of design wind-blown
on still another cold winter night

speaking in cursory tones of apathy
clothed in ice or frosty breath
billowing as tiny puffs of clouds
as revelers send fireworks skyward

each past year is now a footprint
knowing garnered as grains of sand
stitched into the living fabric

of each life taking every step
along an ocean bathed
in luminous moonlight

as unique as the night sky filled
with a moon waxing gibbous

© December 2017 Renee Espriu

May everyone have a Peace filled 2018.

Ethereal Notes

Melodious Notes

The piano notes not my own

floating ethereal around me

speak of lullabies played

soothing tiny souls to sleeping

 

vestiges of the golden moments

when a youthful heart dreamt being

bright-colored fancied whimsy

 

silver spun silken blossoms

to be woven into a shining dawn

in sun rays spilling rainbows

resplendent new and undone

 

for as the notes dance before me

the hours softly melting away

reiterates life’s fluctuations

not crafted to make my own

 

© December 2017 Renee Espriu

Image taken from Public Domain Pictures and digitally altered by myself.

Every New Beginning

To every newborn baby born
to those that overcome
to family diverse and all

for every new sunrise bright
for every moonlit night

the seasons that bring change
mother nature nurturing growth
remains

as seen in fields of flowers
kaleidoscope colors
in seeding fields & in
fields laid fallow

to harvesting and being thankful
for the celebration of life
& living

within each beginning
lies peace
Meta

© October 2017 Renee Espriu

This is in response to Jamie Dede’s Wednesday Prompt. Read more at https://jamiededes.com/2017/10/04/lchaim-a-poem-and-your-wednesday-writing-prompt. The photo below was taken from Public Domain Pictures and digitally
altered by myself.

New Beginning

Cobblestone

cobblestone street

Goggle Image

cobblestones begin to
rise to the surface
pushing away asphalt
used to cover them to
make way for another
age industrial and new

© January 2013
Renee Espriu

This is for the Small Stone Challenge January 2013. You can find them at http://www.writingourwayhome.com . This is Small Stone #26.

Child Star Adulation

Shirley Temple curls

Standing still as
she wraps my hair
round her finger

Patent leather shoes

Always worn holidays
kept shining like new
bought large to last

Petticoats overflowing

Difficult to sit on
sticking to my skin
not worn too very long

Era of my childhood
adulation of a loved
child star remembered

Shirley Temple Curls

© September 2011 Renee Espriu

Watched a biography on Shirley Temple tonight and had memories flooding back of mother trying to get the curls just so with the dress standing at attention, the total package to shine with my patent leather shoes.  Difficult for mother to do and the difference between me and Shirley was I had dark hair and an olive complexion. Loved her movies growing up.

Birth

Fledgling awakening
New Moon rising
Sun proclaiming
 Spiritual crying

                                  © August 2011 Renee Espriu

Something More

Fresh smell of newly mown grass still
wet with recent rain leaving drops of
water glistening in the afternoon
with May flies hovering about not
yet the month of May, the deep
green of the grass offering up
renewal and something more

© April 2011 Renee Espriu