Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Erode, Heart, Observe for 3WW

I sit in the twilight
of a rainy dawn

observing how green
everything still is.

Fat oak leaves
slapping the wind,

blades of grass
like bird beaks

open to the drops
of water from the sky,

weeds growing
like babies.

No cold temperatures
have eroded their vibrancy

yet. The heart of summer
beats strong.

14 comments:

Susannah said...

This is lovely.

I especially liked....

Fat oak leaves
slapping the wind,

blades of grass
like bird beaks

open to the drops
of water from the sky,

I really enjoyed reading this. :-)

Rinkly Rimes said...

I like to think of the heart of summer beating strong even after Autumn has arrived.

Bethe77 said...

Beautiful! I love the beauty you captured in this poem from the lingering of Summers heart beat from the Fall coming in.
Blessings

christopher said...

lovely luscious lines :)

Daydreamertoo said...

Since September has arrived we have a fresh chill in the air now. I hope we have a long autumn.
Lovely prose.

gautami tripathy said...

Delicious lines!

hitching a ride in rusted trails

andy sewina said...

Lovely words!

Sheilagh Lee said...

truly beautiful i could picture this all.

jaerose said...

'Fat Oak Leaves' was a great description...I
imagine the sound as well as how they look..ungainly in the road..I am glad summer is holding on..if not outside..inside..Jae

Laurie Kolp said...

You have painted a lovely picture... great pieve, Linda!

Janet Lingel Aldrich said...

Lovely job of painting a picture with words.

oldegg said...

I can remember many many years ago being discouraged from using similes but to use metaphors instead. You have got a very effective mix here.

Ramesh Sood said...

Good one..

Berowne said...

Sums up the weather we've all been experiencing. Nicely done.

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