Grandma’s Fire

Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge 152 Color/Warmth

When I was young, my grandmother had an old wood burning stove that she would use to heat the kitchen and make meals. She would get up early on cold winter mornings to stir the ashes and rekindle the fire. Once started, it would only take a few minutes for grandma and the fire to bring the house back to life.

Ash colored embers
Stoked deep in smoldering warmth
Gave our morning life

                          -Clarence Holm

Beneath The Winter Snow

Frozen Leaves

Last fall’s colors fade
Underneath the winter snow
Life begins anew

This season of transition
Helps refresh immortal souls

                                                 -Clarence Holm

Written in response to “The Daily Post’s One Word Prompt “Faded”

Ormsby – The very few and the mostly proud!”

Ronovan’s Challenge #71 Cover Color

"Shades of Grey" Original Acrylic Artwork By Stuart Glazer

“Shades of Grey”
Original Acrylic Artwork By Stuart Glazer

grey covers my soul
when winters edge slices through
last colors of fall

Mocking Jays cover-
rebellions call to alarm
changes color scene

in endless cover
Gnowee colors the night sky
ceaseless mourning son

shifting sound color
turns night’s darkness into sight
when fear seeks cover

culture of cover
kept race in lines of color
protest lives matters

-Clarence Holm