The green sunlight through August leaves,
Old men on front porches in rocking chairs,
Apples and pumpkins and woodsmoke in autumn,
Stretching cats,
Rainbows,
Any smell emitted from your grandmother's kitchen,
Wandering clouds,
Shipless oceans,
The heart's wisdom,
And that time in summer, just before twilight,
when children's parents call them in to bed.
3 comments:
Don't forget "a spluttering match held to a frosted pane"!
"We're talking about language." :)
Spoiled for poetry, yet you make poetry of them.
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