
I love to walk but what I love most is what I get to look at. Today the tall grass caught my attention. I walk on a path next to a dike, takes almost an hour. There used to be an owl that greeted me but seems s/he moved on. Now the ducks are swimming around with their little train of babies behind them. So, a poem came to me and I didn't have my little writing pad, so the last 10 minutes of the walk, I was memerizing my own poem and when I got to the car, got my tablet and wrote the poem on the hood of my car as I was doing my stretching . The gentleman in the truck next to me sort of looked at me but I just smiled.
Blades
Tall grass peeking ferns
Nature's slender green salute
Goes to seed and back
2010 Rozanna Landavazo
2010 Rozanna Landavazo

Wow, managed to get both nature and death into this one. Metamorphosis.
ReplyDeleteI can see you writing on the hood of the car! such a pretty site and lovely poem!
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