(photo of my grandson taken by his mom's iPhone)
Hiking the Wind
©2011 Susan Noyes Anderson
The sky is in fluffy white pieces today...
a drift-covered mountain, aglow.
Watch me hike on the wind!
Let my swing fly away
till I bury both feet in cloud snow.
15 comments:
That is a fun poem!
Love the poem, and that's a pretty amazing sky behind old Bryce!
smiles. full of beautiful imagery...i remember days of swinging as high as i could to touch the sky...your imagery is like through the eyes of a child...
good poem for my neighborhood! :)
I love the cloud snow! What a wonderful poem.
Don't you just love those surprise phone pictures of the grandchildren!
Lovely poem to go with the photo!
The poem fits the pictures perfectly sweet Sue. Cute picture of your grandson. Hugs
Perfect! I love those days with puffy clouds that look like snow. Haven't swung on a swing in a long time though. Should probably do that sometime soon. :)
The sky DOES look like snow. I couldn't figure out the end of your poem, and then I looked at the picture. Very cool.
I really like the analogy of the clouds as snow - very creative!
Love it. Makes me want to swing.
I am going to repeat this in the middle of the day when I am still sweating because it's still in the 90's
Beautiful post- love the swing!
Oh how I would LOVE to bury my feet in a cloud!!
What I love so much about your poetry is the reminder that we should have fun with our language. Your words dance and play!
:)
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