The sky is white
dotted with turquoise,
carved on the horizon,
one tree branch curls
like a finger,
Simply beautiful. thank you
Thank you for stopping by, Sherry!
Gorgeous word imagery!!
Moody Blues – Nights in White Satin Lyrics
Same boy. First tape he made me of his piano music. Nights in White Satin (I thought it was Knights in White Satin). You are a nostalgia fest this week, Deb!
“curls/ like a finger,/beckoning/to adventure”
Ringing in my mind.
You surely must folllow the summons of the tree branch! 🙂
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Shawn Bird is a high school English teacher, poet, and YA author in the beautiful Shuswap region of British Columbia, Canada. She is a proud member of Rotary and a former Rotary Youth Exchange Student.
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