Wednesday, September 21

A Poem for Thursday.






There go the white birds
Lolling on the thermals.
Rising up as one from water
Leaving behind the flowing tide.
Lazily gliding, pattern making
Like leaves in the wind.
Flashing white against piercing blue.
Silver mercury in the sun
Moving on
Out of  sight.

2 comments:

  1. I love that. It's so beautiful. The photo fits perfectly and vice versa.
    Cheers
    Grethe

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  2. nice...i like the comparison to leaves in the wind...very apropo this time of year...

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