Sunday, June 23, 2013

Passing By




Tonight the wind came
sweeping down from
the stars to stir
the leaves,

that whispered at first,
mildly surprised,
then all in a rush,
flung themselves

together, dancing wildly,
bowing first one way,
then the other,
on their bendy branches.

Wind can’t stay,
wanderer that it is.
The leaves sighed
and were still.

9 comments:

  1. like a kid whose playmate has gone home in that last sigh...smiles...but i liked watching them for a moment...

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  2. Oh! I know just what the leaves sounded like and looked like, all dancing together!

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  3. Pauline:
    Great imagery!

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  4. Oh I felt that wind. Lovely.

    XO
    WWW

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  5. I saw the moon on Sunday night...did you? It was beautiful and made it seem like daylight, it was so bright! Next day at work someone mentioned it had been the largest full moon in a long time.
    I love your "flung themselves together, dancing wildly!"

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  6. Anonymous7:45 AM

    I love listening to the wind playing with the leaves. This is a beautiful and perfect description of it!

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  7. The sound of the wind and the rustling of the leaves can be so beautiful.
    xo jj

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  8. You bring it to life for me.

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  9. Brian - that's just what it was like!

    June - the wind grew strong for just a moment bringing that lovely rush and rustle!

    Thanks, Marc.

    Molly - I did see the moon. It was magnificent!

    Thanks, Barbara - it was fun trying to capture it in words.

    JJ - I love that sound, too.

    Hilary - thanks :)

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