light as by Kristina Woodhill the touch of the tip of a black cat's taut whisker the breath of a mother blowing calm across a fevered seasick brow a seed riding the northwest wind virtually invisible potential encapsulated in no hurry for touchdown sensing rain on its tail a homemade pancake, wholewheat ground fresh a high riser topped with blueberries held down only by maple syrup and a pausing firm methodical fork drift wood on the surf no worries bobbing its old gnarled head in rhythm with a dolphin's wake and sea songs lapping tapping the drum of the wharf a button falling popped and unseen bouncing off sleeve grazing belt catching the slick side of a pair of passing blue and white striped capris the leg's loose backward swing opening wide the cuffed mouth a tiddlywink welcome 03/29/2008 Author's Note: Exercising Posted on 03/29/2008 Copyright © 2025 Kristina Woodhill Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Elizabeth Shaw on 03/29/08 at 06:55 PM a fun read and loved flowing along with its rythm. thanks Posted by Rhiannon Jones on 03/30/08 at 01:50 PM Very cool exercise...my favorite image is the second Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 03/30/08 at 07:53 PM Wonderfully light as a feather as one's eyes follow it down the page. :o) Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 03/30/08 at 10:58 PM Charming, Kristina. These "words-on-the-wing" take immediate and poetic flight. Fav and a potd suggestion. Many thanks for this. Posted by David Hill on 02/22/09 at 03:18 PM I like each stanza, the variety in the poem, and the variety in your work. You know how to pick out interesting dstails. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2025 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)