Friday, July 8, 2011

Tulle cloaked bride

A gauzy veil silhouettes a softened landscape,
Leaving a world of vague shapes
To linger like enigmatic shadows.
Conifers spire toward the heavens;
Leafy renaissance towers
Shrouded in a lost world above.
Tiny birds bolt from a nearby cedar;
Feathered darts
Shooting through a tranquil haze.
I breathe this dawn enchantress
Before she vanishes with the heat of the day;
Knowing not when she might return,
To slink across my lawn with dewy steps,
Lick my eaves,
And caress the naked branches
With a thousand gentle tears.
The rains will lavish
These whisper-soothed lands
Like an insistent groom
Pursuing his tulle cloaked bride.
She will succumb.

© Strauss


1 comment:

  1. Thank you for joining Poets United. We look forward to visiting your blog and reading poetry. We also look forward to seeing you in our community.

    Ink runs from the corners of my mouth
    There is no happiness like mine.
    I have been eating poetry.
    ~Mark Strand