I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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3 August 2013

Stillness, Late Winter

Leaves 
against blue sky
my eye drawn up
the lightest breeze

on the vines
orange flowers
honey-laden
sunlight touches grass


Submitted for Poets United's Verse First — The Red Wheelbarrow. Assignment: an eight-line poem of complex simplicity. (Hard to do as well as William Carlos Williams did!)

14 comments:

  1. So lovely, Rosemary. I can see it, so clearly.

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  2. Beautifully crafted Rosemary! I like it!

    Hank

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  3. Lovely poem on nature. You took me there

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  4. The message for me from this poem is.....no matter what season of the year, no matter what is happening in life, sunlight manages to reach us!!

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  5. A great gentility in this writing. So very. Rosemary!

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  6. Everything is so bright here.

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  7. Lovely painting of that stillness ~ Honey-laden is perfect for me ~

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  8. what a sense of peace this gives me...

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  9. ...ah, a prelude to Spring...a signal of hope... re-righting of life... what a beautiful poem... excellent... smiles...

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  10. Thank you, dear people. I'm glad it brought you pleasure.

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