soft cadence of words
music notes in my mind
one cold morning, unbidden
falls in my hands, like snowflakes
caressing the copper leaves
veiling lush forest in white dust
quiet time of reflection,
pulse to live fully in the moment,
before the winter past of regret
bury the sun freckled seeds
under dark hollowed trees,
unknowing of its potent spell
cautiously,
i open the poetry box
and let its spirit wring my soul
Author’s Note: I will not be posting in WP for some time. I will be posting prose and poems in my other blog:
Thanks for the visit ~
open my poetry blox…nice meatphor
nice imagery like sun freckled seed
Beautiful imagery Grace. Will read wherever you post
This is lovely–just subscribed to your other blog.
adored the imagery Grace – peppered with delicious lines – falls in my hands, like snowflakes
caressing the copper leaves
veiling lush forest in white dust’ – Beautiful
Lib x
Sounds lovely–you inspire with this break – I mean the soulfulness of the poem, not blogging break, though will check out other blog. k
Nice poetry and photo! Thanks for sharing.
Your writing is beautiful!
This write is so beautiful!
Nice one indeed!
Lovely moments of inspiration. Delightful poem.