Leaves dance to and fro,
follow the music of a summer breeze.
The sun plays peek-a-boo with impish clouds,
casting pools of light and shadow
This erratic collage plays tricks on the eye,
yet somehow soothes a place inside.
Flitting silhouettes along for the ride,
carry the joys and pains of being alive.
Black and white, green and blue,
the air is clear, painting hues
Sway with the lifts and dips,
or sit still and miss all that matters.
The game goes from morning ’til afternoon,
until twilight declares a tie between the two.
Beautiful trees in Northern Wisconsin
Photo by: c.b.w. 2005
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c.b.w. 2014
Beautiful! And much needed imagery on this f-f-f-freezing day! 🙂
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I thought a little summer might be nice! 🙂
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Wonderful. I love the end line. Also I suddenly want to paint “impish clouds.”
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I don’t know where that phrase came from, but my muse insisted. 🙂
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Love the photo – and so many lovely words!
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The trees of Wisconsin are always inspiring. 🙂
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“The sun plays peek-a-boo with impish clouds,” Great line! I miss those beautiful trees.
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Those impish clouds seem to be the favorite in this piece! 🙂
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