the shape of things
I stand in the back yard at dawn
and breathe in the color of life.
I am circle, I am square,
I am curve and zig zag.
I hear only sounds of nature,
birds calling,
leaves rustling,
wind whispering.
There are no secrets here,
in this morning.
Everything I see is preparing for winter,
each in its own pragmatic way.
The kiss of frost
kills softly,
softly.
I am hollow.
I am empty.
I am taken.
November 17th, 2011 at 9:14 am
Beautiful, feel as though I’m standing there with you.
November 17th, 2011 at 9:22 am
glad you were taken and versed. lovely.
November 17th, 2011 at 9:37 am
there is a warmth to that photo, perhaps it comes from within you .. you are not empty after all
November 17th, 2011 at 10:56 am
I love this. So simple and beautiful. I am taken as well. Great write.
November 17th, 2011 at 1:06 pm
i love what your backyard offers you…..and i agree that everything really is preparing for winter…..everything.
xo
November 17th, 2011 at 7:22 pm
And you are beautiful.
Well now.
November 17th, 2011 at 8:13 pm
Love.
November 17th, 2011 at 9:07 pm
there are no secrets here, in this morning.
i like that the word hollow looks hollow, the shape of emptiness and circles, and circles = life, and well, you know. i am overthinking tonight. but i like very much.
November 17th, 2011 at 10:01 pm
yes. yes, feeling this to my bones
and beyond.
Beautiful…thanks for the ponder.
-Jennifer
November 18th, 2011 at 12:17 pm
I see a heart in there, too…
November 19th, 2011 at 12:36 am
So beautiful.
xo jj
November 19th, 2011 at 7:39 pm
Always love your verse … powerful!
November 19th, 2011 at 10:04 pm
i want to have breakfast with you. at least once.
November 25th, 2011 at 12:00 pm
THIS is breathtaking. i stand beside you in this true and stunning morning. xo