Sunlight falls
behind thick trees
as spiders grow red shadows
in the catch of tired bees.
of a waxing moon
rides low,
and dragonflies
change speed
with just a tinge
of madness
as summer goes to seed.
.
(c) 1993 Betty Hayes Albright
September 11, 2011 by Betty Hayes Albright
Sunlight falls
behind thick trees
as spiders grow red shadows
in the catch of tired bees.
of a waxing moon
rides low,
and dragonflies
change speed
with just a tinge
of madness
as summer goes to seed.
.
(c) 1993 Betty Hayes Albright
I loved it! ❤
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thank you!
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lovely piece. i really enjoyed the part about the dragonflies changing speed with just a tinge of madness… 🙂
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Thanks Cursi – I’ve been enjoying your poetry as well!
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this feels like about the changing seasons, autumn is high and winter is looming. and this poem gives lingering feelings of autumn. or can be about how day changes to night. nature inspires poetry and in such small things we see awesome images. beautiful.
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Thanks so much for the nice comments about my poetry! I appreciate it that you understand the meanings behind each one. 🙂
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