I go out walking each day with my dog. Most often this is where I find myself, writing words.

Friday, March 30, 2012

collecting

March 30, 2012  - Small Stones ter
collecting  by Teri H Hoover
  


Bamboo shadows tangle with the willow on the white wall.

White gnat blossoms, gust through the garden ...
White blossoms...hardly able to catch their breath.

I pause... listening to the cardinal, collecting spring
in a song.




3 comments:

  1. I love that - hardly able to catch their breath! You paint a beautiful picture with your words as well as your camera!

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  2. Thank you Judy- These words are getting in the way of photographing on some days!!

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  3. sometimes a sound is worth a thousand pictures! nice poem today.

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