Untouched by knowing
warm silence waits, holds
like amniotic fluid,
stillness bursts, rewrites tempo,
cones fall from distant limbs and
sound misses listening ears.
Breeze crawls in drying leaves,
warm silence waits and holds
untouched by knowing.
Digital Photo by Sue ~ edited in IrfanView.
North of Summer available at Lulu Publishing
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13 comments:
This has an incantatory quality and I love the circularity.
I sense Winter in the unknowing, there beneath it all, waiting, waiting.
Nice photo and wonderful poem--the image of the breeze crawling in drying leaves is especially nice.
This is just so sensual and moving... I loved it!
This nagged at my heart, I was reading into it, the first verse, especially.
Irfanview touched the silence while the breeze crawled. Couple of my favorites there. Nice tempo, Sue.
Mmmmm, yes. Just lovely. I realized after finishing reading it that I was holding my breath.
"Breese crawls in drying leaves" was an amazing line. Beautiful!
Wow, this poem just oozes with things lurking beneath the surface. Great job!
That's a very touching poem. I can feel every word of it with a nice tone of precision. Thank you for this!
first time in here ..enjoyed to read your poem
I will be back
very evocative!
So visual and lovely...I really enjoyed this! You say so much with just a few words.
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