Water ripples
Glossed like oil
Shimmer and flow
Slipping over rocks
Running along
Till it pools and swirls
Sunlight sparkles and glimmers
Rushing and then easing
Water is life
Water is precious.
Tag: Micro poem
Arching branches
Arching branches across the water
Filtering sunlight
Reflecting green and brown and grey.
Sunlight shimmers off the surface,
Cutting through you view,
Scattering rays
Branches fathomed in deep waters.
Silenced birds
Hidden tangles.
Trees trapped and caged,
Then all at once.
Release.
Time for a poem
Chaos abounds
Knowledge unfound.
How do we live,
How to survive?
Stay alive.
Keep your head down,
Stay and don’t roam.
Keep to your home.
Stay safe,
Stay secure,
In lockdown.
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Ivy
Ivy,
Reflected.
Autumn arrives?
No, Spring.
Metallic bowl
Captures
Fallen
Leaf.
Day
Just saw a post about days. Instead of Monday Tuesday Wednesday etc the start is crossed out and just day written seven times. I guess the days are running one into another and if you are like me, messing about and staying up late till after three am, it really does feel like a blur.
I wrote a very micro poem to reflect this….
Day of sun
Day of shine
Day of rain
Days all mine
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Unearthing old art
A drawing turned into a pattern
Played with it
Distorted it..
It could be cotton,
Or printed silk.
Fish
You glitter and gleam in the light,
Swimming in your tank,
How I wish,
You could be free…
Fish!
