Short poem to start the day

This morning I was sitting at my desk and happened to glance out the window, at the ungainly maple tree in our backyard that is always in need of trimming back.

Last night we had a substantial amount of rain.  The air rich with a variety of living scents, pouring into my home office, filling the room.  All at once, I started scribbling…

18/08/2011

shining leaves
dripping morning light
brushed by the wind
stubbornly resisting
its relentless entreaties

2 comments

  1. Cliff Burns

    It’s a wonderful moment when you see something that strikes you as so unprecedented, as if you’re seeing it for the first time, that your pen begins to dart across the page, almost as if under its own volition.

    Wonderful…and spooky.

    Thanks for the words and the thought.

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