Tag: poetry

• Water Green

  

  A spot where dirtand cool water stir. Reeds spiral up,only to thin and grow old –bird-wings that flash gold,a whip to strike breeze aside. Water lies clean with eel grassunder the surfacestill as moss,if moss wereto boil when it rainedor cloud itselfwhen a fish flew by. Watching from afar,it is tempting to toss a sharp…

  joehstarling

  January 4, 2021

  poetry

  nature, poetry