Just want to hang loose
at the edge of the morning
becoming day
watching shimmering reflections
of sunshine over water
glistening, bouncing
pushing waves floating sailboats
under cirrus clouds
of wispy, suspended vapor
as leaves degreen
into amber and crimson
cool, crisp air forcing change
with winds
yearning to blow me away
Oh Jenny.. I love this.. Very very beautiful! Well done.
ReplyDeleteLove it Jenny! Blew me away like those winds... Beautiful imagery inspired by your words: "becoming day" ... What is more magic than seeing the birth of a new day? Thank you, it's beautiful!
ReplyDeletelooove this! It's calming...=)
ReplyDeletebeing calm is a very abstact concept to me. If being calming could lead me to feel "loose", I would do it just to feel like this.
ReplyDeleteLove this one, calm, peaceful, cirrus-cloud Jenny!
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