Open Poetry #48 |
Walking home in the Spring |
ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
It rain that day like a bright dream, flowers, trees, clouds all pure in their beautiful attire. My socks soaked from warm rain puddles, I admire below my feet natures collage of fallen leaves glazed by the rain. There was a mixture of dark clouds and the sunshower that comes when it is please or during a fox's wedding is what I was told. The air is filled with watery nectar, much stronger and sweeter by the tongue. A little mist hovers, capturing little lights of the sun, making everything glow showing innocent colors as the rain heads off to another place, making a dream brighten. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Lovely work, Ken. You captured some of Spring's atmospheres very well. Margherita |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
I like poems that make me feel that I am part of the experience--this is one of them. Thank you |
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ebonygirl Member Elite
since 2011-07-14
Posts 2000California U.S.A |
Enjoyed the walk through your Spring poem. Ms. E |
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