Listening In.
The breezes are playing a shivery tune
on tall trees today,
as they sway they sound
out changes in darkening clouds,
and soon
they well know they will weep,
as mist hangs around
the distant blue hills.
I, listening in, hear
unshed raindrops shouldering speed
for certain
bold race,
while blue gauze of a sky disappears
to applause
from gardeners feeling earth's thirst.
Simply Bono Razek
sometimes we hear it all ~when we hear nothing~ great write Fay~ love the weather you've described !
sometimes we hear it all ~when we hear nothing~ great write Fay~ love the weather you've described !
2ndVoice
there are those who see what you see and put pen to paper feeling homage must somehow be paid and are called to do so, but Fay, few succeed as you do here and as you do in many of your other" sculptures". I use that word to praise the 3rd dimension few can achieve describing the natural world of sky and land. Your ears have indeed listened in here. For you have made this particular sky a character unto itself and made it clearly.
there are those who see what you see and put pen to paper feeling homage must somehow be paid and are called to do so, but Fay, few succeed as you do here and as you do in many of your other" sculptures". I use that word to praise the 3rd dimension few can achieve describing the natural world of sky and land. Your ears have indeed listened in here. For you have made this particular sky a character unto itself and made it clearly.
Nikunj
Nice piece , well thought out ans focussed ...Listening in opens gates to the depth of your imagination .... good one ..
Nice piece , well thought out ans focussed ...Listening in opens gates to the depth of your imagination .... good one ..
heterodynemind
I love the blue gauze of sky and that painting's sky is such an utterly delish shade of blue.
I love the blue gauze of sky and that painting's sky is such an utterly delish shade of blue.
Leslie Alexis
sometimes we should just sit back and listen in. beautiful
sometimes we should just sit back and listen in. beautiful
humanwoman
such a fresh poem, reminds of the best childhood days. Thanks for the picture also, one wants to be in it
such a fresh poem, reminds of the best childhood days. Thanks for the picture also, one wants to be in it
yelena
Listening to nature trying to understand the language it speaks is a delight.Thanks for sharing, Fay.
Listening to nature trying to understand the language it speaks is a delight.Thanks for sharing, Fay.
carol
bold race of raindrops love your words fay
bold race of raindrops love your words fay
RAJ NANDY
ONLY A SENSITIVE POET'S EARS CAN PICK UP THESE VIBRATIONS AND TURN IT INTO LOVELY POETRY !
ONLY A SENSITIVE POET'S EARS CAN PICK UP THESE VIBRATIONS AND TURN IT INTO LOVELY POETRY !
only a true poet can understand the language of nature...