Saturday, May 22, 2010

Just "Something" I wrote last night....

Travels

Under morning's moon
lie foggy meadows
damp air shifting
skipping down
country roads
grey dust sifting

Afternoon holds
blackberry fields
salt spray misting
temperate forests
rustling leaves
song birds whistling

In twilight's shadow
ghostly voices
begin their whispering
mosquitos buzz
I fall to you
softest landing

Midnight comes
darkness lightens
spirit leaving
vivid dreams
secrets shared
eternal knowing

















2 comments:

Shelley/Book Fanatic said...

Beautiful....It makes me want to go for a walk in the woods!!

Debbie(single;complicated) said...

love all the images this poem invokes!!