Saturday, February 5, 2011

Interior Space -- Poetry 2011

A moment of anxiety
precedes connection;
awkward and stilted,
breeze dances with fog
relaxing in natural form.
Twirling, high stepping,
fog leaves the ground;
drifting among trunks
playing hide and seek
around lichens and moss
coating branch and needles.
Descending back to ground,
coalescing on grass and shrubs,
fog drips onto sodden earth.
Crows riffle fallen leaves for a
last snack before heading to roost.
Drops collected on dog romp
are shaken free to splatter walls;
far from its natural element,
ex-fog transfers to interior space…


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