Log store
Stopping by the log store
on a summer afternoon
quietly watching
sun and shade
playing between
beech, hawthorn, sycamore
stacked one on another
drying for the winter.
Looking at the log store
this summer afternoon
honeysuckle winds
among uneven shapes
rings of the ages
ash, oak, chestnut
hope for dark hours
drying for the winter.
Gazing at the log store
all summer afternoon
cobwebs entangled
brown butterflies waltz
blackberrys on brambles
willow, alder, birch
thinking of the cold times
drying for the winter.
8 comments:
Very nice poem :)
Enjoy your evening!
It is that time of year again, I tend to get all nostalgic.
Thanks for visiting my blog. Lovely poem, very atmospheric .. we're just coming out of winter in my side of the world, and heading into a very welcome spring.
Love the details illustrated in this poem. How nice of you to visit my blog!! Thanks so much. I've scrolled through a few of your posts and have enjoyed my visit. ~karen
Yes, nice details, cuby. Makes me nostalgic.
Today the weather made me feel as if it won't be so log before we burn some logs. Thanks all for your comments. I am interested to know your thoughts as I am a "poetry virgin"!
I love this one! I really like the way it flows and the way you tied each verse together with the different kinds of wood all 'drying for the winter'...
krouth - Love your observations. Thanks.
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