Summer thoughts

Grated clouds
     chopped water
                  sprouts of tree
Indecisive air.
                                   Teasing sun.
 I turn my face and shiver--It’s been awhile. 
Let’s act like this is beautiful.  

Let’s drop all this and find me. 
I’m lost beyond the wind.

1 comment:

  1. Wow, I love all of your poetry, it's incredible. You're so talented! :)

    xox cathy.