Intermission

Reflections dissipating in misty shimmer
As memories of other Summers clamor to be
A dragonfly alights in glinting green
Balanced on a stalk of wavering grass
Rhododendron leaves drip dance in Fall rain
As the bouncing skin of rain flows into deepening puddles
Showing all imperfections on the worn road surface
Myriad highlights of tiny yellow wave in chorus
Day brightens as clouds shift
To pastel the intensity of colors for a moment
Waving the illusion of lost reflection in gossamer wetness
Then suddenly all is still
The only movement an occasional drip from an overloaded leaf
Then rain falls again
Softly at first
Then steadily and heavily
Where do the birds go at a time like this?

Reviews

[Sel Whiteley]

This poem is so vivid, you have a great talent for capturing world and I think a great affinity to the natural world. This really shines through in all your poetry and this only the latest in the beautiful series. This poem with its concise and succinct language is beautiful. The last line is incredibly poignant: 'Where do the birds go at a time like this?'.

[AK]

Indeed! Where DO the birds go? I've wondered that myself recently, among other more mundane things.

[Aspiring Angel]

Beautiful imagery and a most enjoyable read.

Blessings,
Lesa

[*** Hey Jude***]

I "see" through your words as this poem describes nature with perfection. Showing the beauty of "life", through the methaphors you have chosen with such creativity. ~ Jude :-)
PS I love the rain