Poetry Born
Photo taken at the Botanical Gardens in San Francisco
Poetry Born
I type
thoughts jumbled
dissected jargon
creating silhouettes.
Kaleidoscope waves
channel
half tones
to breeze
anonymous.
Words synchronized
parallel
form lifelines
giving birth.
PS See what happens when you write after a little spiked eggnog - delirious prose :)
Comments
*your poem is great! :)
Icy, thanks, it's of the Botanical Gardens Pond. My favorite spot in SF.
baincardin, aw, thank you.
The Accessory Lady, thank you for your words and for visiting.
Holly, :) thanks for stopping by.
Vanilla, I think you are right and I certainly will :)
Ratty, Thanks I knew you'd appreciate the garden trees.
Diane, thank you so much and you know how much I love your work as well.
rainfield, I think that's a great idea.
Angela, so true, thanks for commenting.
Margie, Now you know I can't reveal all my adventures. You crack me up girl.
Chuck, Thank you, the banner is the pond at the Botanical Gardens which was taken yesterday before the rain returns. Prose or poetry, I don't know, it came from the eggnog :)
I'd call that one "After Eggnog"
:D