1:
dusk winds weave
seed pods in silken strings
spirits dancing
2:
morning’s breath
slips by so silently
a shiver of frost
3:
perhaps a portent
of what winter will bring
this woven white light
4:
just as a cloud forms
and suddenly dissipates
so a thought begins
These beautiful photographs of Goat’s-beard seed heads are by the very talented Karen McRae. They appear on her blog: The Frayed Edges of Waking August 12, 2012 by Karen McRae) http://drawandshoot.me/2012/08/12/the-frayed-edges-of-waking/
Many thanks, Karen, for allowing me to use your breathtaking photos that inspired these four small poems.
~ Mary ~
Beautiful, the subtle alliteration bring me memories of old English and that harmonize with the eternal wind, season and nature. Like a poem made in the beginning of time, even before mithology 🙂
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Thank you so much. I’m glad you liked them.
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❤ ❤ ❤
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Reblogged this on Smorgasbord – Variety is the spice of life and commented:
As October morphs into November and the weather forecast heralds a very cold snap a last reminder of autumn… A new poetry blog to follow.
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Thank you so much for following me and for reblogging this post. It’s a true honor to have my work shared like this. Many, many thanks.
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Lovely haiku and photographs! Loved these!
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Thank you so much.
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Beautiful woven words, Mary.
I love that you were inspired by my images. Thank you!
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You are so very welcome.
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Lovely
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Thank you.
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