(Poem #252 on new numbering scheme)
The surreptitious movements made by mice in windblown leaves reveal the clockwork of the world to passing birds, like thieves.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]
(Poem #252 on new numbering scheme)
The surreptitious movements made by mice in windblown leaves reveal the clockwork of the world to passing birds, like thieves.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]
I really like this quatrain! The sound of the words, and the thoughts behind them are both compelling and wonderful. Sorry my prose is so un-poetic, however!