redwood park, march 2008

[jaeclectic]

small trees,
perhaps crabapple
blaze white with blossoms

young redwoods
casually gesture skyward

birds flutter off the trail like
petals falling up

I intend
to let sadness evaporate
like sweat

to cast it away
leave the space empty

instead
this poem
floats to the surface

Comments

[podle.livejournal.com]

I hope the part of your brain that writes poetry stays awake - I like this very much.