Sunday, August 19, 2018

Sunday Stroll - Poetry


If you name each thing you pass
As you walk to the blackberry patch,
it sounds like poetry.


Blue chicory holding
a pollen-flecked bumblebee.


An amber-winged soldier beetle
Feasting on goldenrod.


Dappled light falling
through the cedar trees.

What a beautiful world.

Wherever you are, whatever the weather,  I wish you peace.

5 comments:

Out on the prairie said...

Lovely thoughts found
While enjoying the world
All about you like a dream.

Marcie said...

Thank you! Glad to "see you here" my friend!

Magic Love Crow said...

Gorgeous! Thank you Marcie! Big Hugs!

Lowcarb team member said...

Lovely post.
I enjoyed your photographs and your words.

All the best Jan

Sandra Cox said...

What a lovely walk. I enjoyed strolling with you.