Twisty Twig
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Hear the sky calling leaves
Reaching up to breathe
Wind sculpts twisting shape
Cools tempo drawing late
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So thin sleep becomes now
Stirring back to life
New beginnings rise
Waited so long to try
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Longing to soar over
Shade sitting under
Green shoots pushing through
Seek purchase finding truth
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.................poem....by SnaggleTooth today
posted by Snaggle Tooth @ 4:19 AM
9 comments
9 Comments:
I love that last line. Nice poem and lovely photo, Snaggle.
The photo is gorgeous, Snaggle. There's something about branches and sky that is just lovely - especially twisted, interesting branches.
"Hear the sky calling..." - I love that line!
I love the poem and the dingys and the swanns ah swimming.
wonderful life!
Ahh, eternal green reaching for the truth it is programmed with, a lovely thought.
The truth of green so pure and beautiful, like this poem and photo.
Hope your sleep has not been too thin.
xo
Lynn, Thankyou- totally brought on by looking at the pic yesterday.
Talon, I was out sitting on the woods hill to escape the neighbors party noise. I looked up n there that sight was lookinf so unique.
Paige, it all looks so great when ya leave out all the unpleasant stuff- If I put work pics here it would totally kill my fun spot tho!
JanF, Maybe I'll find time to go back n get a pic of the leaves before gypsy catapillars take over n eat them. My Sleep has been extremely skinny all week, but winter's hibernation is over for the plants.
Will a second round of leaves come back to replace the critter-munched ones?
xo
JanF, in June 2006 we had a bumper crop of catepillars, blogged about here
http://snaggedt.blogspot.com/2006/06/who-ate-green.html
n it's been fairly bad since- but that was the worst I've ever seen-
Sometimes we get a second burst from the oaks.
Love this photo, Snaggle! And the poem just sets it off perfectly. :)
CJ! Thanks for the visit! So many branches- all so unique- Like you! Thanks-
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