Pleasant Day
Breeze through my window
Scents of salt and water ride on air
The fresh breath dries sticky skin
As cotton puffs loaded with tears race across the sky
Yellow streams pierce through gray
Birds fly on wishes way up high
Beautiful, a day to enjoy
8 comments:
Oh, I like this image:
As cotton puffs loaded with tears race across the sky
(Then I get the picture of the sky "weeping" when it rains)
Thanks
Anne, that's awesome. I can feel this; I'm there.
So long as I don't go outside, into the stew we've got today. Yick.
I think I'll hang out in your world today, instead.
Me too susan, I like this world created in this poem...sigh. Here is sticky as well, yuchk,
Great poem, Anne!
anna j evans
Usually by this time of year it's unbearably sticky and humid, but for some reason (and I know I'm going to jinx it) it's been hot, but not so much on the humidity this year.
very very vivid
i can smell the ocean breeze and hear the seagulls crying. i want to be there.
simply beautiful Anne. i love "birds fly on wishes" and "cotton puffs loaded with tears"
Anne,
Wonderful imagery. :)
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