One foot out and it's a new world.
The green of greens differ from recollections.
The air sandy, the ground humid, birds
sing hymns of rebirth.
The sun on your face pierces through you
again but never the same way.
The people hustle through the paths, the squirrels
nuts, lazy cat purrs.
Routines, but not constants today.
Agnes Lee
Topic: Today (day 27)
Showing posts with label scenery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label scenery. Show all posts
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
Saturday, May 2, 2015
Madame Possessive
They descend softly slow,
but surely, down from high above.
White, unique as skin, pure as love,
fragile as bones.
She calls out and they come.
Crystallized edges that threaten,
Crystallized edges that threaten,
as if to defend grounded children,
soothed with welcoming warmth.
Possessive nature, keeps us all
forever by her side,
through cold days and nights,
through times tough and beautiful.
Flying, soaring, reach
for new adventures we seek.
But slowly, softly and sure,
we'd all come back to her.
Agnes Lee
Topic: Gravity (day 3)
Friday, May 1, 2015
An Angel's Mirror
Buzzing air breathes spring,
Steaming through brusque bleeding rocks.
Steaming through brusque bleeding rocks.
I stared down at me.
Agnes Lee
Topic: Ghosts (day 2)
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Family,
Ghosts,
haiku,
life and death,
pain,
poetry,
reflection,
scenery
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