BITS OF AUTUMN
Clouds wispy edged -
Silk emanating
From a puffed silkworm.
The stream has no haste
It flows at leisure.
Lake at peace with self ,
For all land creatures
The windows opened
To world within it.
Dews glad to be out
For long in the green
Before being called
Back to sun bright home.
9 comments:
"the stream has no haste"
nice way of putting it
there are many small streams around me and i love them - to look at and to listen to
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I like the coolness and soft edges to this poem.
A lovely soothing poem. I also loved your photo on your last post. So dramatic.
Keep it coming!
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beautiful, almost perfect way to describe changes the mother nature goes in autumn.
Soft and soothing certainly. This could be the best so far. The lake as a window opening to a world is superb - with the eloquence of the dew out on a stroll in the grass
As Rama says, keep it coming!
fresh very fresh...think i could smell the dew on the grass...i had heard that poets do paint picture with words...this time i could smell it..
and as everyone says..."keep it coming"!!!!!!!!!!!
Taj - this is a lovely poem especially the part about the clouds and the dew . When I go walking in the morning the grass is still wet with dew because the sun is not yet bright enough to call the "dew back home'as you so beautifully put it . I agree with Deva about this being one of your best .
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