Life Without Mirrors
May 21st, 2010 § 3 Comments
Water in a clean glass,
saving pot shards in a bucket,
singing just to sing—
just to throw the door wide.
Four seeds, two seedlings,
untidy shelves,
a bird,
and low sun raising mist on a wet porch.
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What a lovely image you create with so few words…I could feel the dampness of the morning..well done.
Funny how the little ones demand so much more! Thanks for stopping by, and for your thoughts.
Lovely, I enjoy it a great deal.