In the shade of the autumn treesI stand amidst the leafy bower. . .
dappled with copper, my sanctuary
from the boisterous sun, bouncing
from the surface of the windblown
water, throwing turquoise up into
my waiting eyes. I take a breath,
inhaling the scent of yesterday. . .
11 comments:
A lovely take on Jinksy's painting.I like the idea of "inhaling the sense of yesterday"
A delectable feast of words that gave all the colours their true worth! Thank you for playing so nicely.♥
Lovely writing.
I like the thought of 'sanctuary from the boisterous sun' - something I'm always seeking when it gets hot.
Oh I really, really liked this, think it might be my fav so far. See you are on twitter - just started on it a few weeks back, so will follow you now. Follow back if you want!
Ooh this is lovely!
Anna :o]
Lovely,especially "throwing turquoise up into
my waiting eyes."
All for GOD,
Connie
Really like this Susannah, especially: "dappled with copper," and throwing turquoise up into my waiting eyes." Wonderful interpretation of Jinksy's image. You do very well at this process.
Elizabeth
Thanks everyone for your lovely comments. :-)
This was fun!
Susannah c
Beautiful: 'I take a breath, inhaling the scent of yesterday...'
Nice thought.
I think that describes the picture very well Susanna - Dave
Thanks very much Carolina and Dave. :-)
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