Shadows wind through the spring green,
recalling winter, they carry the scent of blood
and despair driven by lies, the play of elaborate schemes,
and delirious dreams and desire blown into the after time,
and I ache,
wishing, wondering if I see light,
honeyed rays through verdant trees,
the pink-petaled spray of hope—
full of ever and always,
somewhere my mother is in a garden
or gazing at an azure sea,
she takes her brush,
erases the storms, the grey-clouded earth,
paints bright color on her canvas,
and I wake to birdsong and feathered-wishes
diamond bright in the still dark sky.
The Magnetic Poetry Oracle knows everything. The political situation here in the U.S. is quite troubling; Mother’s Day is tomorrow, and it’s spring. We collaborated on this poem.
Yesterday and today: Merril's historical musings 
Yes this Trump is still President tour is also on my mind.
The Times had a photo story about reunions of families with members isolated in nursing homes for the past 18 months–so poignant, but it made me ache thinking of you and the others I know who never had the chance for one. The Oracle knows. (K)
Thank you so much, Kerfe. She does indeed.
Also, I probably shouldn’t consult her after reading Heather Cox Richardson’s daily email. 😏
The news can be a bad influence on our state of mind.
I do like the turn this takes.
Thank you, Ken. 😀
You and your Oracle have delivered a melancholy, yet beautiful poem.
Happy Mother’s Day Merril, to you and your mom!
Thank you very much, Resa, and I’m sure my mom’s ghost will appreciate your kind wishes.
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From dark to light, hate to love. Beautifully done. (I’ll be catching up!)
Happy Mother’s Day, Merril!
Thank you so much, Dale! ❤️
Pleasure, my friend!
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This is lovely, your mother sitting by the sea painting out the grey clouds. And you wake to birdsong, the best way 🙂
Thank you very much! The Oracle knows. 😀
She’s swapping stories with your mom right now.
Hahaha. I love that idea. I hope the Oracle is very settled. 😀
She’s probably as irritated with this weather as we are!
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Hope is always there. Lovely, Merril. I hope you have a wonderful Mother’s Day. I’ll look forward to the photos on Monday Musings. I always enjoy them!
Thank you so much, Jill. That’s so very kind. 💙
I love the image of your mother looking on and painting things right again:
‘she takes her brush,
erases the storms, the grey-clouded earth,
paints bright color on her canvas,’
Have a wonderful Mother’s Day!
Thank you so much, Ingrid! 💙
I love the image or your mother in the garden by the sea painting painting her canvas with the colors of hope for better days to come.