The sun was
Up this morning;
Now hiding under
The quilted sky.
Up this morning;
Now hiding under
The quilted sky.
The angry river,
Quieter now,
It’s undercurrent
Still displayed
Across it’s surface.
And the reservoir
Awaits patiently
For busy hands
To return.
posted by rel at 7:52 AM
18 Comments:
things have been calming down in your words...
vivid observations.
I enjoyed the images your words paint.
I love the quiet, serene feeling of your Magpie!
We can expect the change that nature presents..and the sameness.. enjoyed the mood!
I like the waiting reservoir! This poem takes me far away and returns me in three short stanzas. Very nice!
Beautifully evocative. I love the quilted sky, the river's undercurrent / Still displayed / Across it's surface. Must have been some angry. ;)
Great poem!
I too like the waiting reservoir! Nicely done
indeed, nicely done
really beautiful.
sounds like a exquisitely peaceful morn...nice write...
love the image of a quilted sky....nice writing...bkm
Very nice. Very clear and concise yet extremely eloquent. This poem says so much in the three short stanzas. I've read it over and over again. Excellent and beautiful piece of writing.
beautiful descriptions of your nearby scenery, nicely magged!
Lovely words :)
Beautiful - and "the quilted sky" - yes! I know what that looks like!
You are so creative with words, Rel. Love the poem.
I love your observations, Rel.
Wow. Beautiful. I wish I could write poetry like that.
This prompt has brought out some great writing. Lovely poem.
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