This is a poem I wrote some time ago that seemed to want a voice.
Moments still
take me
by surprise
late evening’s coyote chorus
curls in the edge of a leaf
as it tumbles
to the ground
in the crackle
of finality
Fireball of sun
streaking sky with glory
as it fades
the gentle tug
in my spirit
by the One Who says
“I made this all for you”
Reading poetry on Tuesday afternoon by HisFireFly
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3 comments:
I love what Nancy has done - we get to hear the voices of those we only know by written words. And this is a wonderful peom, Karin.
fantastical !!! thank you so much for adding your voice to the group. :-) big smiles
wonderful poem and you read it so well.
you've captured the freshness of these moments quite well. lovely...
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