Sunlight slipped
Through
Oak trees
Weaving beam and branch
To paint gray
Picnic table planks
With shadow leaves
While the breeze
Tickled my neck
Whispering
Secrets
Only I could hear
Sharing with Openlink Night at dversepoets.com; this poem was also recently published at the amazingly cool online poetry mag http://www.jellyfishwhispers.com A.J. Huffman, editor and phenomenal poet. Check it out! Submissions are open :-)
You know this really reminds me of what I see when I take dog walks through a park. Yes, those picnic table planks. And the breeze. I savor these times as we go from summer into fall. Your words captured what I have experienced. Thank you.
ReplyDeleteMary, Thank you so much! I really love being in the park and I've always had a soft spot for picnic tables :-)
Deletesmiles...this is beautiful and playful...love that you are the only one that can hear it as well...it implies an intimacy with nature and the wind...
ReplyDeleteHi Brian! What a wonderful compliment. I do feel very close to nature :-)
DeleteA lovely poem - I just started a comment that may have gotten partway to you?
ReplyDeleteWhat I said is how wonderfully airy I feel reading it. k.
Thank you! That's how I felt writing it:-)
DeleteHow lovely!
ReplyDeleteHi Mad! Lovely of you to stop by:-)
DeleteThe tickle of the breeze ... delightful :-)
ReplyDeleteIt is isn't it?---love how it sneaks up on you:-)
DeleteLovely painting of the shades of summer ~ Thanks for the link as well ~
ReplyDeleteThank you Grace :-) glad you liked the link!
DeleteI loved the shadows of leaves on the tables and the breeze tickling your neck. Lovely poem Sara and many, many congratulations on having it published :) Well done!
ReplyDeleteHi Brenda! Always so glad to see you. Thank you very much for the compliment and congratulations :-)
DeleteIt has to be something or someone special to you. Just for your ears only, so it is! Nicely Sara!
ReplyDeleteHank
Hank, really appreciate the visit! Thank you very much for the lovely compliment..It was a special date, one of the first with my husband :-)
DeleteOh, man. I sooooo want to be there. Though summer in So. Nevada is nothing like this. I'm waiting for those first fantastic neck-tickling breezes of Fall. ;)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, Sara.
Hi De! Summers here are pretty brutal--humid and hot. But there are parks full of trees where you can catch a breeze :-) I'll be jealous of your Fall weather. Always miss that here in the green state...
DeleteI love it. A beautiful capture...could feel the whisper on my neck. A lovely piece to read again.
ReplyDeleteSo glad that you enjoyed it and it makes my day that you read it again :-)
DeleteThank you.
Beautiful !
ReplyDeleteThank you Ayala! Nice to see you again :-)
DeleteHi, this is pretty awesome.... I love how you create a picture in the mind of this beautiful day. "Painting picnic tables with shadow leaves" is something that will stay with me for a while.... This is my first visit. I came because I love Cracker jacks!!!! I went down to Florida last week and bought some boxes of Cracker Jacks for my grandkids. Of coarse the prizes inside are now just crappy little pieces of meaningless paper to kids that are dazzled by computers and live in the cell phone generation. So my girlfriend tried to explain to their little hearts how "back in the day" there were "real" toy prizes in the box, like little cars and things you could build that would flip other things and such. Their eyes just glossed over as they stuffed their little mouths with the caramel goodness. But I didn't gloss over here, in fact I found the prize! I don't know how Hank figured that out, I read your poem 6 or 7 times and just didn't see it. But I'm glad you have that very special memory with your husband... Great poem...
ReplyDeleteHi John! Welcome and thank you very much for the visit and compliment :-) I loved Cracker Jacks back in the day, too. Though I doubt it tastes the same now. I could even sing you the song...I was surprised at Hank's insight too. I think it might have been in the wind whispers---hard to say. :-)
DeleteVery lovely writing, kiddo. Sara, would you please email me at WildWoman2@shaw.ca ? I cant find an email address for you. Thanks, kiddo!
ReplyDeleteSherry, thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it--will email soon.
DeleteVery nice alliteration in this beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteHi Victoria! Thank you for noticing--I love alliteration :-)
Deletenice!! love me a picnic and a tickling breeze...enjoyed your summer shade..
ReplyDeleteHi Claudia!! Thank you for joining me in my poetic picnic :-)
DeleteBeautiful!
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