Wednesday, 17 November 2010

November


November

Sieved through the trees
a mis-shaped moon
lights up small pathways through the gloom
and underfoot the leaves have turned
to sullen mass
as down the ribbon path I pass.
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3 comments:

  1. Tom Stephenson17 November 2010 at 11:33

    That's a great picture, Cher - reminds me of Maxfield Parrish.

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  2. Anonymous17 November 2010 at 12:09

    You know the words are magnificent when I say them aloud with my eyes closed and can picture exactly the beautiful place you have photographed ~ just gorgeous.

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  3. the gardener's cottage17 November 2010 at 12:49

    hi rosemary,

    i'm so glad sarah (above) is here. she knows beauty when she sees or hears it. your poetry continues to soothe me.

    ~janet

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