Morning storm
smashing rain
on our
highest panes
we watched in wonder
as swaying trunks
grow drunk
with heaven’s wine
but noonday trees
stand sober
glittering green
on absolute blue
the crystal sky
of spring.
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Pingback: Thursday Poets Rally Week 40 (March 24-30, 2011) | Jingle
stunning word panting..keep it up.
invite you to join poets rally week 40…
simply visit me for details…all submissions are to be represented by the end of the week.
Happy Writing.
Looking forward to seeing you share your talent with us.
You rock.
xx
Nice utilization of metaphor and imagery. Thank you!
Lovely Poetry
Here’s Mine STUFF
HAPPY RALLY !!
You must have been visiting here!
Well done and happy Rally days …
I am in love with this! A new fave! 🙂 happy to have stumbled in!
“…we watched in wonder
as swaying trunks
grow drunk
with heaven’s wine
but noonday trees
stand sober…” Too often the beauty of nature is not appreciated.
Welcome