My Interpretation of Poetical Ideas, Messages, Information and Resources.

Mound

The morning breeze blowing

over the familiar mounds

stalks of grass

swaying the sounds

of hidden insects

reed

longing for blue sky

drizzle

wetting muds along the path

singing gently

flying slowly

unwittingly embedded into the poetry

of the season

subtle fragrance

of flowers and stars floating

shadow of moon whirling

mounds are sleeping

a wisp of smoke

depicting the peace of the village

a maple leaf

burning the ignorance of youth

a small stream

snaking through first love

an expanse of daylilies

sketching directions

sound of a flute

inspiring happiness of springtime

 and splendid sunrise

over the exciting emerald mounds

of time.

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