Simple things that come to light
Like fireflies dancing in the night
Rhumetoid fingers of the great oak
Gnarled with time that gently poke
The mist of fog upon the land
And common grounds of God and man
Pondering's on this nature trail
Words that come and never pale
Beauty in this peaceful marsh
Wrapped in arms of fog that wash
City smut from lids left heavy
Feet that whisper pads to levy
Wages free with no pretext
Peace and quiet, none to vex
Imaginings that come and go
Let it in and out it flows
Breaths so pure
On these moist grounds
Crickets kiss their legs for sound
Ghost of the woman, hair of moss
Draping in grays, nothing the cost
To witness this canvas
Of nature sublime
Before it is lost
From wages of time
This answers a question from a previous comment. You must be inspired by Savannah again. She is a mystery and and a blessing captured in time and you caught her natural spiritin astounding imagery.
~Taylor
You give me a real heart longing to visit the territories of your amply painted word-canvases, Susan... before the "wages of time" steal them from my gaze. However, your delightfully expressed thoughts immortalise them for me here. Another word-painter's palette to relish and enjoy. Thank you! xx
You were amazing then and still amaze me now...I love this "Simple Things" because those are the things that make life worth living..Nicely done Susan..
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Rheumatoid fingers of the great oak/Gnarled with time that gently poke... "Ghost of the woman, hair of moss/Draping in grays..." Just two of many beautifully imaged lines in this write. Very fine pen, Susan!
Explore the mystery of how nature makes unexpected gifts of creative wonders to an unsuspecting caregiver one late night and early morning in southeastern Georgia, USA.
A book of nature inspired poems and essays, written from the heart and soul of a life-long nature, animal, and wilderness lover, and dedicated to today’s children - Earth's only hope for a better tomorrow.
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~Taylor
Anna
Ron
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Lin
I always had a "thing" for big old trees!!
Love Tinka
Cheers,
Dan