Poems and Images by James Woodham
clouds of illusion
changing slowly as the sky
sculptures of the wind
insubstantial moon
on a canvas of pure blue
the faintest brushwork
try painting rainbows!
for a moment it was there
now just a memory
the stillness profound –
mountains under the blue sky
moving deep within
mountains range
the staggering blue expanse
brocading autumn
weather sensory –
flowers bend along the breeze
the bees follow
butterfly flutters
a tangled path through bamboo
alights on a leaf
the bent old lady
talks to the crows and feeds them
with her wisdom
black cat sitting
in the middle of the road
wonders who I am
travelers of the sky
wisps of beard that drift and flow
letting it all go
bass gleaming green
pulled from the lake – I with my eye
fish the image
moon hangs in the blue
tobi glides the empty sky
the lake levelling
dragonfly hovers
at the edge of evening
grey waves glide in
cool evening breeze
the lake rolling siver-grey
pine trees wait for rain
lake a bolt of blue
water hardly audible
waves barely there
through the pine trees
sunbeams and smoke drifting
a bird takes flight
grey sky, grey water
heron unfurls long grey wings
flaps away lazy
royal messenger –
kingfisher streaks turquoise
across the water
crow tracking me down
through pine tree territory
caws his discontent
this stand of pine trees –
sentinels of the long shore
waiting for all time
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For previous posts by James Woodham, please see the striking poems and stunning photography here. Or here. Or here. Or here. For his previous posting, A Single Thread, see here, and for The Wind’s Word click here.
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