Evening enters
Our garden on rails
From an easement
Between inquisitive
Eucalyptus and
Welcome winter night.
It rolls under cloud-lit
Heights singing over
Distant ringing steel.
I hear wheels, a
Train, far away
In a promise of rain.
I love that, Geo., - the "inquisative eucalyptus" (never saw it like that before), and to hear wheels "in a promise of rain". The whole poem is optimistic, thank you!
I love that, Geo., - the "inquisative eucalyptus" (never saw it like that before), and to hear wheels "in a promise of rain". The whole poem is optimistic, thank you!
ReplyDeleteDear Brigitta, sometimes weather and favorite sounds combine in a happy way. Good thing too!
DeleteI love the Normaphoto. The lights look like stars have landed just to decorate your garden.
ReplyDeleteThanks Emma. Norma has a lot of pull with tremendous universal forces and can light up pretty much anything.
DeleteYour poetry draws in such imagery. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteMost kind.
DeleteThe picture and the poem are so pretty.
ReplyDeleteI hope "some" of that rain north of you moves south to your area.
Some rain has already come our way, thanks to dray-dragons tethered to ocean storms and locomotives pulling clouds over the Sierras.
DeleteGeo. This post is just lovely, peaceful and assuring.
ReplyDeletethanks.
Tom, when I need peace and assurance I pull this poem out and rework it. When I need lovely, I look at Norma.
DeleteTwilight is a great time of the day to reflect. It's like nature's way of saying calm down and look back to what you've done in the day. :)
ReplyDeleteNature advises wisely. Thanks lux.
DeleteBeautiful image and poem, Geo. It really draws me in. Thank you so much for sharing.
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure, and thank you for the kind comment.
Delete". . . under cloud-lit
ReplyDeleteHeights singing over
Distant ringing steel . . ." Nice! I love twilight -- the most magical time of the day.
Best wishes to you and Norma for happy holidays and a great year ahead.
Most kind Elizabeth, our best wishes to you and Rajan as well!
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