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Friday, August 21, 2009

Fractal and Poem for Friday

Handful of Summer

yesterday I stood
ankle deep in summer

today rain pulls heat
from beneath my feet

sand drawn out by tides
or a rug picked up by fate

fall stalks dying bushes
winged gleaners gather seeds

grasping summer in my hand
I hold my breath

Fractal created in Fractal Explorer, resized and buttoned in Irfanview.



Kristy Worden said...

Very nice, but I hope it wasn't written this year... it's too early for summer to be waning...

poefusion said...

To hold summer a little longer would be great. I'm going to miss these warmer days when they leave us. Good night~

Anonymous said...

You have captured the essence of summer. The joy of it, the all-encompassing beauty of it. And then we hold our breath towards the end of it, fearful that if we exhale it will be gone. Beautiful poem!

anthonynorth said...

We're forgetting what summers feel like here in the UK :-(
Great poem though.