photo: Nelson Botanic Garden (a first: I mention flowers in a poem)
Wishing for the Shadowy side/
through the open window. Yes/
The curtain and the light breeze/
It’s time to /
Dry the rose petals/
a year like any other. /
The weight of things
Archives par mot-clé : breeze
#4053 haiku
rove over with the
eyes the stature of nature
in the summer breeze
#4006 poetry
Today. Light. The breeze shudders my arms, but the sun warms my neck. Let go in the cold of the water to find the essentials in the swamps of chatter.