The path of light,
moon over water,
wind visible in all that it moves,
the dark trees,
the ocean swells
one lone boat fishing its own small circle of yellow light...
and me waking in the early quiet
watching like a cat at the window.
(c) Jeannette at breadonthewater.com
(c) Jeannette at breadonthewater.com
7 comments:
Be wary wary quiet
and jew can hear a wabbit too
So pretty. Did you write it?
Thank you for your sweet comment!
Always a pleasure...
Emaline
Yes, I did write this sitting at my kitchen table...I never thought to sign it as it is my blog....and I try to alway say when I post something from anyone else. Thank you for your appreciative comments.
I like the visual images your poem evokes. Beautiful.
Thank you, Jeannette...you paint with words.
I enjoyed some quiet on the Pacific Ocean recently. Wish I could have popped down to your beautiful area for a cup of tea with you.
Fondly,
Glenda
Quiet ... is good.
Fondly,
Glenda
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