Well it's about time the sun finally came out here in New England, so friday morning I had some time for a walk in the woods and a little nude sunbathing in a spot I like to call my stone garden.
I also managed to find some inspiration after a little dry spell,so I wrote a new poem about it.Hope you like it.
It's entitled,
Stone Garden.
I went back to my garden today
in the brown winter woods
to sit in the sun for the first time
since the fall.
The dry crackle of last years leaves
And the dry bones of fallen branches
were all that remained
Of the year gone by.
But the sun felt fine on my skin
and a blue jay on a nearby hill
kept me company.
The remnants of snow were finally gone
and the breeze carried the earthy scent
of the new season
thru my garden.
Couldn?t think of much else to say
so I just lay back on the warm granite
and smiled to myself.
I also managed to find some inspiration after a little dry spell,so I wrote a new poem about it.Hope you like it.
It's entitled,
Stone Garden.
I went back to my garden today
in the brown winter woods
to sit in the sun for the first time
since the fall.
The dry crackle of last years leaves
And the dry bones of fallen branches
were all that remained
Of the year gone by.
But the sun felt fine on my skin
and a blue jay on a nearby hill
kept me company.
The remnants of snow were finally gone
and the breeze carried the earthy scent
of the new season
thru my garden.
Couldn?t think of much else to say
so I just lay back on the warm granite
and smiled to myself.
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