Late Summers Trance
10 September, 2006
Author: Pondering Red
I feel the crisp freshnesss
of the air -
the perfect weather
of approaching fall.
Happy Sunday -
drained from long weeks
of early rising
and longer days full of agenda.
I am floating -
breathing in expectatons -
promises to myself.
Fear leaves these rooms.
I watch you
sitting -withdrawn.
Perhaps you are also
in this late summers trance.
Yet,
I would not know.
Your words
do not reveal
what travels inside
your moodiness.
The clouds are on parade -
blossoming with summers residue-
displaying brilliance.
I have some plans.
They are little,
yet.
they envelope me
with contentment.
It's a good day.
traveling clouds -
your good quietness -
and the sweet scent
of hope in the air.
Yes,
this late summers trance -
i am joyful !!!
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| wanderer (82.35.150.140) -- Monday, September 11 2006, 12:24 am lovely words |
| poisonivy60 (216.77.193.204) -- Tuesday, September 12 2006, 05:14 am Hello Red...I see you still have it....This poem was beautiful... |
| Pondering Red (65.94.19.31) -- Tuesday, September 12 2006, 04:28 pm Thank -you wanderer and poisonivy60 for your positive comments and feedback !! I ought to write more...have been taking too many photos.. I miss writing. |
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