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 ~