A bit of moss where the bricks cross
gossamer grass blanket worn and frayed
Dew drops spread, honey sunrise overhead
moving clouds a haze in a mist sprayed
Naked wood in dissolving shadow stood
breaking the surface of a new day
A cabin's worn walls memory's echo calls
melted night's dreams flow away
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Online)
- Published: June 24th, 2024 05:46
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 22
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, Alan R
Comments5
Sounds like a night in the woods.
Thank you so much for the read and comment. Yes it is where I live some of the time.
Lucky man...
Such stunning imagery. 🌹
Thank you Teddy for the kind words.
Good write SB.
Thanks a lot Orchi
Great poem. keep up the good work.
Thank you so much for the visit and the review it is most appreciated.
Wonderful words soren, living with Nature can be wonderful.
Andy
Thanks so much for the read Andy
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