Orange blossoms Intoxicating, with angel trumpets so sedating, a butterfly, a painted leaf, dipping and floating in the oozing breeze, that plays the leaves, clapping so gently, in soft percussive reverberations, varying fluctuations, creation's symphony in harmony, flies droning, a bee's vibrato humming, cicadas in ostinato singing, morning birds in staccato with call and response ringing, a cricket's call, a waterfall, birds splashing, punctuated with rests and silent pauses, without causes, trees creaking, shadows speaking, with a kaleidoscope pattern ever changing, rearranging, silhouettes and sunlight, with shadowy splotches and bright blotches, clouds drifting, ever lifting, swirling and billowing, a rain drop pattering, dust scattering, minnows shoaling, thunder rolling, water on water ripples making, the heavens quaking, cloud bottoms breaking, a deluge falling, wind's squalling, in crescendo, rapid tempo, then diminuendo, rivulets forming, joining and swarming, water flowing, its noise growing, downward to the pond, all baptized, revitalized, washed and cleaned, now redeemed, a new birth, all are one, a coda under a Lazarus sun
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Offline)
- Published: May 18th, 2023 18:56
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Just think - I would miss all this, if I don't 'get my coat' and 'get out more', as the sayings go! Well, I might not need a coat if it's warm enough. lol.
Thanks Orchidee for the read and comment. Yes nothing like a walk in the country.
'a bee's vibrato humming, cicadas in ostinato singing,'
' the heavens quaking, cloud bottoms breaking,'
delightfully worded, a delicious read
words roll-off and twist that tongue
while showering that internal voice
with serenading worded musicality
Brilliant!
(a study of that nourishing Sun's
symbolic daily rebirth
Ra, Helios, Apollo or many other
names, its lore endless
no wonder the annals of humanity
do so laud and acclaim
our emblem of Phoenix rebirth
that great, Sun!)
Thanks so much L.B. like the sun your comments warm the day.
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