ladders to the sky
a blue jay’s piercing cry
the robin’s egg cupping blue
a tipsy moth’s free flight
the morning glory’s climb
out of the dark night
an acorn realizing it’s an oak
puffing sails that lean
into a swelling sea
island bells that chime
on a soft summer breeze
a firefly pulsing star light
stars pulsing fire light
a lovers’ kiss as they meld into one
the last glance of day
towards a blushing sun
ag ~ 2014
Awoodlandrose's Blog 
Delightful metaphor (tipsy moth…) in this very readable piece. Greatly enjoyed thank you.
Thank you Mike. Glad you enjoyed it!
It’s a lovely poem with such good imagery. Maybe I can re blog it?
Thank you navasolanature. You can reblog it as long as you credit awoodlandrose.wordpress.com Happy you like it!
Lovely…I like the cycle of time through the day in each stanza, beginning with morning: ” the Morning Glory’s climb out of the dark night.” Oh, and “the robin’s egg cupping blue,” such a beautiful images throughout.
Thanks Cynthia 🙂 Happy you enjoyed it and grateful for your saying so!
oops…I meant to say “such beautiful images throughout.”
Reblogged this on NavasolaNature and commented:
This is a lovely poem from another nature and art blog. I love the ‘tipsy moth’ from A woodlandrose blog.