water grips
the track -
glossy contorted discs
of weather-based paint
beyond today’s
Grecian-blue covenant
the sun remembers
how it is to hold the hose,
sprays light just so
the dog,
stepping stars
into the puddle,
elucidates galaxies
around sleek ankles
and
in gum leaves’
vertical grating
a magpie utters vowels -
the fluent stream
like yesterday’s rain
running down
this rumpled path
Thanks John. Be interested to know what you think of my earlier post from yesterday. It’s called Extinction Rebellion. So by its nature it has politics entwined. I just wonder what you will make of it.
Stunning imagery
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Thanks 😊
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This one blew Dauphy away. Excellent.🙂
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Thanks Dauphy! 🙂
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Love how you build images with the words. Specially like the phrase “glossy contorted disks”.
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Thanks, Ulle! 😊
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Wow. So good. Love the imagery.
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Thanks, Bob!
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great imagery; love the magpie one especially 🙂
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Thanks John. Be interested to know what you think of my earlier post from yesterday. It’s called Extinction Rebellion. So by its nature it has politics entwined. I just wonder what you will make of it.
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okay Worms; I’ll have a look 🙂
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this poem moves. 🙂
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