Tricks The Autumn Wind Plays
The plastic tarp on the garden
moves like a stranded sea creature.
It breathes and flaps in the wind.
Its rock-tethered arms,
tremble to be released into this breeze
that teases it with freedom,
and memories of watery depths,
and now, the dream of flight,
having tasted
air.
Catherine Wilson
7 comments:
Big smile! Excellent!
A simple poem that captures the autumn breeze.....
Beautifully done.
Thanks, Marianne! Sometimes the words scramble onto the paper - take a look around - and fall into place ;-)
Keith . . . I'm glad you like it, dearest :) Thank you.
Ha! I love your poem!
Oh Bev! Thank you :)
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So glad you like it.
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Thanks and have a great day!
Beautiful, from it I catch the autumn!
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