A Continuing of Continuation
A working page where I am recasting poems from one of the earlier pages.
trees
darker than the sky
my icy breath
raindrops
passing
raindrops
May rains
end of the day
thin and bare
white clouds
tumble dried
with the dark
green fields
warm sunsets
over there
evening star
burns
a hole
sushing grasses
sighing flowers
beetle in a bowl
summer rains
the grass grows
holiday plans
unmoving
that shadow
in the corner
black clouds
yet the rain
silver
footprints
in the ice
two mice
leaves departed
through rattling branches
long ago sun
little fish dart
the lake
so clear
water strider
minding our own business
we pass
shadows
do not hide
cicada clamour and
cicada
shadows do not hide
the clamour and
clamour
shadows can not hide and (no hiding)
the cicada
moon
twinkling on a necklace
summer stars
summer sun
the grasses
sush each other
moth
making giant shadows
my bed light
summer breeze
Te Kopua dragonfly
skims the surface
apricots
cheap yesterday
rotten today
in the rain
searching for
butterflies
summer rain
the first mosquito
hums a tune
cool breeze
it would have been
nice yesterday and
cool breeze
yesterday
so hot
autumn
evening stars brighter
toes colder
summer grass
bending to avoid
autumn wind and
summer
grass bending to avoid
autumn wind
summer grass
bends to avoid
autumn wind
All poetry (c) Steven Clarkson 2012-2014
A working page where I am recasting poems from one of the earlier pages.
trees
darker than the sky
my icy breath
raindrops
passing
raindrops
May rains
end of the day
thin and bare
white clouds
tumble dried
with the dark
green fields
warm sunsets
over there
evening star
burns
a hole
sushing grasses
sighing flowers
beetle in a bowl
summer rains
the grass grows
holiday plans
unmoving
that shadow
in the corner
black clouds
yet the rain
silver
footprints
in the ice
two mice
leaves departed
through rattling branches
long ago sun
little fish dart
the lake
so clear
water strider
minding our own business
we pass
shadows
do not hide
cicada clamour and
cicada
shadows do not hide
the clamour and
clamour
shadows can not hide and (no hiding)
the cicada
moon
twinkling on a necklace
summer stars
summer sun
the grasses
sush each other
moth
making giant shadows
my bed light
summer breeze
Te Kopua dragonfly
skims the surface
apricots
cheap yesterday
rotten today
in the rain
searching for
butterflies
summer rain
the first mosquito
hums a tune
cool breeze
it would have been
nice yesterday and
cool breeze
yesterday
so hot
autumn
evening stars brighter
toes colder
summer grass
bending to avoid
autumn wind and
summer
grass bending to avoid
autumn wind
summer grass
bends to avoid
autumn wind
All poetry (c) Steven Clarkson 2012-2014