Friday, April 10, 2015

Still Life with Mist


Missing in the mist,


leafless treetops;


mist on the move,


creeping clouds:


wetting the fur


of pussy-willows


wiping their silvery noses


with each other's paws


in the breeze;


mist draping majestically over


the Great Blue Heron,


and rolling down


the mated geese;


mist dripping into ripples


on the gray pond;


or is new life


churning up from below,


beneath the beavered trees?


No comments:

Post a Comment

Joy

Like the First Day colorful birds burst from hidden places among the branches soar across the water hover to savor  and absorb all that they...