wind and wildflowers

not for long
all the doubts
that spindle
on the legs of
a newborn fawn

not for long
rising in the compost
of a late autumn

not for long
the egret’s flight legs
tucked in
to compress its center
of gravity

not for long
the orb-weaver’s 
perfect web
bending the morning light
into beads of dew

not for long
an evening that begins
with the brilliance
of one star
long gone

not for long
the dance
of heat lightning
on the meadow’s
queen anne’s lace

not for long 
the darkness  
between the kindle
of a firefly’s 

not for long
the lost stories 
of the wind
and wildflowers
in my heart

ag ~ June 2013

8 thoughts on “wind and wildflowers

    1. Thanks Barb. It truly is all so fleeting and my favorite challenge – to capture a moment of beauty before it is gone forever. It’s actually a part of my melancholy nature that drives much of my poetry. Hopefully though, the poetry itself is not so blue! 🙂

  1. I love how you captured these beautiful and fleeting moments in your word-images, especially in “the orb-weaver’s perfect web bending the morning light into beads of dew.” Just stunning!

  2. Thank you. Been working on trying to capture the web beading and filtering light for a long while. I do believe that there is real beauty in that which is here and gone so quickly. Sometimes a poem helps to keep it around a bit longer. Thank you all for commenting and more so for enjoying with me! Andrea

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