Yesterday I went walking
in the ice and snow
alongside my creek.
As it trailed down the mountainside, I trailed up,
lured by the music of water,
the juniper on the breeze,
the gentle sweep of sage against boots.
The wind smelled like a whisper
up there in the bird song.
My heart swam out of my chest,
a robust ribbon,
and suspended itself in the sunlight
that faded into narrow shafts of gleam
as it traveled down through a bony aspen canopy.
The world and I dangled there;
hanging like prepositions at the end of a string of words.
Hanging like
the aftertaste of harmony
on still lips.
I like how P. Pie is like…."Eehhhmmm…."
I hope her balance is excellent!
These photos are lovely. Makes me want to go for a walk on the hillside myself. Except it's raining like The Day After Tomorrow here. I'd probably get blown off the slope! Thanks for sharing 🙂
Jillian…this poem….takes my breath away…
as read, I feel your solitude, and yet, your palpable connection with the sublime of nature….
The colorful cropping is clever, and I love that weiner pup (Ms Plume)
just lovely…really, really, lovely
LOVE that last photo of you – it has an "Alice in Wonderland" vibe to it.
I am trying to figure out the aftertaste of harmony on still lips..lovely pictures and words to accompany : )
i love the combo of plum, teal and camel you have going there.
equisetum is one of my favourites. so are you. love those little dwarfy legs of peeenie's…nibble her toes for me wouldja?
Her toes are extra nice to nibble with a bit of jam…
Oh! Little P is super gorgeous, love the walk x
Wild thing, you make my heart sing.
(In harmony)
PLUM(E) JAM?!!