Melinda Bardsley

Shades of nature

    – After Ada Limon

Melinda Bardsley

More than the scent of it about 

to rain, more than seeing the barren 

snow covered trees in my neighbors 

back yard, it’s the colors that really 

gets to me. When all the popping colors 

come into the world, they’re bright and 

happy, and then dim and gloomy. 

The snow melting off, and a quilt 

of dreams resting under there, peaceful,

serene and most of all, a vibrant shade

after a period of monotonicity. Flowers

waking up from their slumber, their

multicolored petals reaching up to the sky. 

Only then, does the land truly live.

Author's Note: Somehow my best writing gets done when I'm doing multiple other things all at once; when I write I do better writing at night even though I'm exhausted. I don't know why I like writing, I just started and fell in love with it.