Velvet green
Into a cotton shawl
Air drifts through
Over, within
Radiating across
Blinding light
A fragile net floating
A shifting pattern
Merges and shapes
Velvet, cotton and light
Becomes a tapestry
Shielding all
What inspires one to write? For me it is an irresistible urge to assemble words together that results in the creation of imagery that I experience when I look at the world around me. I can not remember a time that I was not writing, especially poetry. To write a poem is to use the fewest words to create a glimpse into a new world or perspective. By Allison Brown
Monday, November 07, 2011
Velvet green
Sunday, November 06, 2011
Linger
With a passing touch
Soft and fragile
Your scent remains
You linger
Not upon the branch -
Persisting in my memory
Comforting when change comes
For things return - Altered
Yet always connected
Soft and fragile
Your scent remains
You linger
Not upon the branch -
Persisting in my memory
Comforting when change comes
For things return - Altered
Yet always connected
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