Treading Lightly on the Earth
I had a burst of writing a few weeks ago but then haven't written a poem now for about a month. Well, here's something brand-new.
Treading Lightly
Bright fabrics of varying degrees
of stiffness are drying on wooden racks
in your spare room, in the sun
between yellow-orange curtains
chosen by your housemate. I remember
you love me when you leave me
a clean towel on the doorknob,
soft cotton from the electric dryer.
Treading Lightly
Bright fabrics of varying degrees
of stiffness are drying on wooden racks
in your spare room, in the sun
between yellow-orange curtains
chosen by your housemate. I remember
you love me when you leave me
a clean towel on the doorknob,
soft cotton from the electric dryer.
Labels: poems
posted by Amanda at
11:20 AM
6 Comments:
An poem with great depth and kaleidoscopic. Thank You for sharing after a long break. Hope continue more frequently.
P.s. Hope more ZenPoems from You and Hope and request more frequently.
Love your work, keep writing and posting, really inspiring work.
thanks for sharing
Thanks for the kind words. :)
Very nice, I just discovered your blog. Will join!
Thanks, Christina.
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