Open Poetry #47 |
Whisper Touch |
OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
WHISPER TOUCH 18 October 2011 Today, there were three thunderstorms spaced out over the day, unusual for here and held me out of my work as I don’t risk the life of Lilian, my laptop during lightning. I love these greygreen days that weep their sorrows in release and relief and caress the earth and its trees and flowers and bushes and grass with their tears and perfume the air and earth and greenery with their compassion. I wrap these days around me like a prayer shawl with a wild rider’s pin to hold it in place and I touch the pin with quiver-nostalgia and sad-smile whispers at the loss and lift my sky-eyes to the aching clouds peeping through the topmost branches of my forest friends, and the soft wind echoes the songs and the laughter and the flavours and the grit and the trembling love and the enchantment we found and dared to sing. Those were the days, my friend. Owl |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
GREAT 'write' ! ... and this is particularly fine!!: "I love these greygreen days that weep their sorrows in release and relief and caress the earth and its trees and flowers and bushes and grass with their tears and perfume the air and earth and greenery with their compassion." |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
I agree with dreampoet... thunderstorms bring about such emotion and you write it well |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Thank you, Bruce and Kate. Owl |
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