Tag Archives: poetry

Spring Awakenings

Paddling  Along the Edge of Spring

Paddling Along the Edge of Spring

Spring Awakenings

As winter’s chill continues

what lies underground waiting

to climb into the vernal warmth?

The division between this season

and the next is not a wall but

a gradual wave of unfolding.

Soon the river will roar with

the flood of melting snow

and our spirits will soar

in a balmy spring breeze.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement: Lainie will have art and poetry in an event at the Kaji Aso Studio, 40 st. Stephen St., Boston from March 2 through April 24th. On Saturday, March 2nd from 7 – 8:30 pm there will be a reception including music and poetry at the studio.

Beyond the Storm

Snow on Branches

Snow on Branches

Beyond the Storm

Today, after the storm,

wind bothers the branches

sending ghostly veils of snow

across the frozen forest.

Juncos have returned –

they chase each other

around the balcony

searching for sustenance

among the scattered seeds.

The sun sparkles on the snow

and dances on the rapid ripples

of the fast flowing stream.

A bright winter day

with all of the beauty

this season can bring.

Lainie Senechal

January Snow

Along the Contoocook - January

Along the Contoocook – January

January Snow

Snow arrives in the night,

descends swiftly down during

the frosty January day.

It defines barren branches

and settles in large, white puffs

on the sturdy evergreens.

Juncos appear below feeder,

scratch the small drifts

to seek needed morsels.

As shadows stretch across

the balcony, flakes finally fade

and the forest falls into

a dark and quiet repose.

Lainie Senechal

Full Moon in December

Moon Dream

Moon Dream

Full Moon in December

The full moon’s soft light

drifts in and out of passing clouds

on this frosty winter’s night.

A few might release flakes

that sparkle like stars

in the bright lunar glow.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement: Lainie will exhibit artwork in a group exhibit at the Whiting Library in Chester, VT, during January and February. The opening reception is on Saturday, January 13 from 11:30am-1:30pm.

The Autumn Forest

Fallen Willow Branch

Fallen Willow Branch

The Autumn Forest

In the autumn forest

on a day of calm breezes

and cloudless skies,

the trees seem content

to rest in the golden light -

their floor a brown carpet

of abandoned leaves.

A few greens of moss

and fern emerge from

the layers of debris.

A moment with no hint

of winter storms that will

bring snow and frigid winds.

Lainie Senechal

An Autumn Afternoon

Autumn Leaves

Autumn Leaves

An Autumn Afternoon

Beyond the window’s shutters

all the birch leaves are golden -

they dance in the autumn breeze

as afternoon’s light twinkles

among the bright branches.

This moment, however, is tenuous

and will soon draw to a close.

Then the crows, silhouetted

against the bare limbs, will call

raucously across an empty forest.

Lainie Senechal

Announcement: Lainie will have paintings and poetry in the Kaji Aso Studio exhibit: “Flying Together: Celebrating 50 Years”. The reception,including music, poetry and art, will happen on Saturday, November 4th at 7pm at the Kaji Aso Studio, 40 St Stephen St., Boston. There will be an online exhibit on November 12th at 7pm.

Autumn Flow

Small Pumpkins

Small Pumpkins

Autumn Flow

Autumn moves steadily forward.

Leaves color the wind

with wings of gold.

Northern plains send

their cold blasts and clouds

which hide the season’s sun -

at night geese ride the currents

to reach warmer climes.

From harvest festivals the scent

of warm, spiced cider brings

comfort to these changing times.

Lainie Senechal

Bee the Morning

IMG_0312Joe Pye Weed Along Stream

Bee the Morning

After a night’s rain

wind sweeps the sky

clean of sullen clouds.

Through the morning window

one sees the bees fly

to the balcony blossoms.

They exuberantly explore them,

hopeful to win sweet nectar

which will provide the necessary

nourishment to sustain them

through long and barren winter days.

Lainie Senechal

Night of the Blue Moon

Blue MoonBlue Moon

Night of the Blue Moon

The Blue Moon sends

its beam through a gap

in the forest trees

illuminating the landscape

as if dawn will soon arrive.

Dreams are disturbed

by its persistent light,

forgotten memories awaken,

the past becomes the present,

for time is not transient

in the visions of the night.

Lainie Senechal