photo by Lisa Melanie
grey sky
soft as a dove's wing,
river pock-marked with raindrops,
ripples swaying with
the gentle current,
traveling to where
the water meets the sea
bare twiggy brush along the shore,
heron lifting heavy wings,
skimming the surface
misty West Coast morning
grey clouds hanging low,
heavy with tomorrow's rain
I take a mental snapshot
to remember
This Moment,
being so perfectly
November.
one from 2014, shared with the Poetry Pantry at Poets United, where there is always good reading on a Sunday morning.
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