sand shiftingseamlessly up the trunk of crepe Myrtle... love that image..
ah a beautiful visual on the breeze....it happens all around us...and when we listen...when we look...and capture just a bit of it...that is def poetry...
fyi...your words come through blacked out...it is a blogger glitch..you can fix it on the HTML side by deleteing the code it puts in...
Thank you Brian for the technical feedback, I think I fixed it now.
This is a perfect set of ideas. Well done. When it settles in your heart, it's poetry. Great.
'more than words'the essence of what we strive for.
Daily observations, yes!
I like the image of the words finding you instead of vice versa.
Seamless and evokes the process well
When nature sings, and shadows color; when flowers plat in one's imagination, that is indeed poetry. Intuitive poem, concise and complete
sweet sweet simplicity is the purest form of poetry. i love this!
So delighted to see your feedback. Jane, you are the queen of pure simplicity so I appreciate that! Mosk ~ love the image of settling in your heart, how else could we describe poetry?
trees are poetrycrepe myrtles have lyrical branches
Lucy, I couldn't agree more!
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