AUTUMN BEECHES

 

 

 

AUTUMN BEECHES

 

 

Beneath these mossy skeletal trees

 

I have a sense

 

of light and shade

 

soft air and mist

 

deep bedded moss

 

crisp leaves in drifts

 

of sloping banks

 

fast flowing streams

 

crystal splashed

 

pebble dashed

 

I have a sense

 

of waiting

 

relating

 

                              anticipating

 

                                                                         a sense -

 

                                                                                                a sense

 

                                                                                                                                    of being.

◄ CHINESE WHISPERS. (for David Kelly)

POINTLESS ►

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Dorothy Webb

Sat 13th Apr 2019 13:29

Thank you Keith, Kporho, Jane and Josie for reading and for your likes.

Don
Thank you also for reading and commenting
I was trying to recreate a magical early morning moment iin the New Forest. Only the Forest was breathing, time did not exist, and I was intensely aware of ---- ?

Dorothy

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Don Matthews

Sat 13th Apr 2019 10:51

Like it Dorothy. The format forces you to take in each line/thought before progressing to the next. I like this approach.

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