Friday, January 16, 2015

a wild walk

I walk out to the hazel woods,
Thinking of a golf court and tiger woods,
I see rainbow bubbles flickering out,
and a cat eating a live trout.
.
I hook a berry to a thread,
with a butterfly dancing in my head;
Peach blossom falls on my hair,
A mini fairy hovers in the air.
.
I hear someone call my name,
but only find a woodpecker to blame,
I continue on the dappled grass,
and feel pleased to wander away from the mass.
 
 
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19 comments:

Miriam Sagan said...

ha ha!

Layne Gerald Wade Cutts Hansen said...

love the walk.
;)

Jeanne Elena Owen-Mihaltses Henneberry said...

poetic and beautiful.

Marcie Barack Lankford Ramsey Constantin said...

elegant.

;)

marit said...

a wild walk indeed! almost dream-like.

Amelia Googles Sharon-Stein Wilson said...

love such a walk visually here.

;)

Jingle Nozelar said...

profound poem.

Roxanne Burns George Arrington-Hans said...

fabulous imagery.

mish viola segal foster lempert. said...

walking into one's dream is a wild walk we desire in fictional world.

fantastic write.

Angenette Karen Gregory Olivara Beredjick said...

love this!

Rachel Gloria Mayer Walsh Schapiro said...

love this.

baylee zach layton flecher pichette said...

amazing imagery.

Abigail Michael Boyle Blount Fallin said...

superb imagery.

Christopher Kerry Scott Sophie Johnson said...

love the wildness in its imagery.

Fatiha Kabena Storm Snyder Brothers said...

powerful.

Madeline Terry Camille Nat Brownback said...

very powerful thoughts.

Jeanne Elena Owen-Mihaltses Henneberry said...

profound imagery.

kora-leah meet faust wilson said...

love the dreamy imagery.

Maggie Patti Barbara Frankford-Shapirol said...

handsome.