Watermark: Snapshot Poem 08 November 02006

08 November 2006

Snapshot Poem 08 November 02006

Autumn morning. Sun and cloud
cast a net of light and shadow
across the mountain; a shifting
pattern: background, foreground.

On the other side of the river,
a heron watches from a leafless
cottonwood. White ice floats
on the surface of the water.

Politics, war, corruption, pull
me out my self. I give the birds
stale cinnamon bread. I'm glad
it's a new day.

in NaBloPoMo '06, Snapshot Poems 2006 | Permalink

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what a great little poem!

Posted by: ren.kat | 09 November 2006 at 02:24 AM

Yes! I am glad it is a new day!

Posted by: endment | 09 November 2006 at 05:50 AM

I like the "net of light and shadow": a lovely poem.
Congratulations on your progress on NaNoWriMo - keep going, 50,000 is within your reach!

Posted by: Catherine | 10 November 2006 at 12:45 AM

What a tranquil poem! I think a new future is on the horizon, and we are nearing it.

Posted by: M. Shahin | 12 November 2006 at 01:25 AM

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