To this day, color is an enormous delight to me. It means experience, adventure of all kinds. ~Harry Behn, American screenwriter
When
You walk
With a dog
Outside in Spring,
You can’t help but see
That the world around us
Is greening and turning pink,
As new life bursts into color,
Trees shed their spent flowers, and sidewalks
Become magical pathways of beauty.
Note: Poetry form is Etheree.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 
💖
Glad you enjoyed it!
Love this line, “magical pathways of beauty,” and the pink pathway in your photo. 🌷
Oh, thanks so much, Barbara! It was a beautiful, but unexpected, sight.
Green and pink is a favorite color combination for me, and this petaled pathway winding past the lawns is especially pretty. I noticed something about your etheree that’s tickled me in the past. Your next to last line is longer on the page than the last line, despite the syllable count being exactly right. It’s a reminder that all syllables aren’t exactly the same length; ‘the’ is a one syllable word, but so is ‘green,’ or ‘brought.’
HaHa, your powers of observation amaze me, Linda! I guess I’d never thought about that second-to-last line appearing longer than the final line, but you’re spot on. As you pointed out, it all comes down to how many long, one-syllable words we use. I’m still trying to get the hang of Etheree-writing. I fear that’s going to be a lifelong quest, sigh.
That photo is beautifully composed and the poem enhances it perfectly! Gorgeous!!
Now you’ve got me blushing like that redbud, Kelly — thanks for your lovely compliment!
That’s really pretty…and so true. In fact I have a dog whining at the door that I need to go walk. Hope I see something pretty. Almost guaranteed this time of year.
Indeed. We just got back from our walk. It’s sad how many dogs are indoors barking at us … and probably wishing they, too, were outside walking!
A beautiful poem and photo, Debbie. I hope you have a super week.
Thanks, John … both for enjoying them and for telling me you did!
😀
Lovely poem Debbie, and the pink path is gorgeous! Our blossom isn’t even out yet, much less falling!
I’m happy you liked this, and I’m pleased to be able to show you what you have to look forward to!!
Sweet poem Debbie! This is a beautiful picture. Did Monkey and you walk through this pink and green? It must have been quite magical!
Yorkie and I went on our neighborhood street walk today. Just to each end and back. That is all I could do today. Though we did not see as much colorful beauty as you, we saw a neighbor’s red rose bush gushing with blooms and we did welcome the beautiful lovely weather day!
Glad we are both on the other side of winter.🌹
“The other side of winter.” What a perfect way to say that, TD! I’m visualizing that red rose bush overflowing with blooms, and I’m thinking what a delicious sight — and smell — that must have been. This is a wonderful time of year, for long or short walks!
“Trees shed their spent flowers, and sidewalks
Become magical pathways of beauty.” —
Debbie I LOVE this! You are so talented with words! It’s so ironic you posted about Spring and the colors it brings, because my next post is all about color!
Thanks for sharing Spring, my friend! Wishing you a super Monday and week!
X
Ron, I’m eager to experience your Spring, too! You always find such interesting things to photograph. I’m glad you enjoyed walking with me and the Monk. This pleasant weather is just perfect for him — a long-haired dog suffers when the heat and humidity are high, but we’ve had a lovely streak and are taking advantage of it!