bell buoy
between the flash and clap
of thunder
beyond the pines the fog and the dog’s bark
only the quiet
and the lengthening of shadows
autumn sunset
between me and my cat the wind and all that roof
the sound a clam makes
when dropped from the sky
by a gull
fixed on a single star feeling the earth move
dune fence
in its bend the shape
of the wind
blinding rain raining faster than the wiper wipes
writing a love song
how I wish I had the art
of the mocking bird
the gull and I watch the surf tasting the wind
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hugs, Carole~
Anna
These are gorgeous!
Blessings,
Christine
of observation and place, and language
choices of a high order.
Yes, Gene!
John
Peace
Tony
in its bend the shape
of the wind
Beautiful ~ all of it, every ku and you!
various thoughts to ponder,
presented by Gene!
Lady Vivian
Very imaginative write.
Mary
Love Always,
Chanti xoxoxooxoxox