Saturday, September 5, 2009

Sun and Weeds

the sun
kisses
weeds in the meadow
licking
early morning frost
from the leaves
in a passionate
act of love
known only to me
and the
unseen wildlife

3 comments:

  1. It's good to know that something loves the weeds! There's a metaphor in your poem there for sure!

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  2. Thanks, Anne, for this thought.

    A friend of mine has just started a blog. She, too, expresses her love of God through poetry. You may wish to check it out: http://simplegrace-hihonz.blogspot.com/

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  3. This is lovely! You truly have a way with words! Your gift shines through...in your blogging, your poetry and your prayers.I'll have to check out the site NC Sue left, too.

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