Winter’s Walk

  • Winter’s Walk

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    Winter’s Walk

    By Cheryl Moore

    On these dark mornings

    I feel the fog’s kiss on my cheek

    As though waking me to a new day;

    So unlike a much drier place

    I once lived so many years ago

    Where dust storms were more likely.

     

    I walk to the river where

    The fragrance of wild fennel

       fills the air

    Reminding me of the black liquorish

    I loved as a child.

    On the muddy banks wild fowl

       often appear

    On their daily hunt, bringing to mind

    They too fill their senses.

    We are not so unlike in our goals.

    When Chery Moore came to California in the early 1960’s, she realized she’d found her home. Then moving to Petaluma in the 70’s, she was as close to paradise as she’d ever be. Travel has taken her to Europe and the Middle East. She has written on these memories as well as on the flora and fauna of the local river and her own garden.

    You can read more of Cheryl’s writing on The Write Spot Blog:

    A Memorable Day

    My Pen Tonight

    Identify With Trees

    River Walk

    September Light

    And more: Type “Cheryl Moore” in the Search Box on the Sparks page of The Write Spot Blog to access all of Cheryl’s writing on the blog.

    Cheryl’s writing is also featured in “The Write Spot to Jumpstart Your Writing: Discoveries” and “The Write Spot: Musings and Ravings From a Pandemic Year.” Available from your local bookseller and at Amazon (both paperback and as an ereader).