Friday, 24 June 2011

Carried on the breeze. . .

Written in response to this lovely image by Jinksy at Alias Jinksy

In the shade of the autumn trees
I 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:

Ann Grenier said...

A lovely take on Jinksy's painting.I like the idea of "inhaling the sense of yesterday"

Jinksy said...

A delectable feast of words that gave all the colours their true worth! Thank you for playing so nicely.♥

jabblog said...

Lovely writing.
I like the thought of 'sanctuary from the boisterous sun' - something I'm always seeking when it gets hot.

120 Socks said...

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!

Anna :o] said...

Ooh this is lovely!

Anna :o]

Connie@raise your eyes said...

Lovely,especially "throwing turquoise up into
my waiting eyes."

All for GOD,
Connie

Elizabeth said...

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

Susannah said...

Thanks everyone for your lovely comments. :-)

This was fun!

Susannah c

Carolina said...

Beautiful: 'I take a breath, inhaling the scent of yesterday...'
Nice thought.

Dave said...

I think that describes the picture very well Susanna - Dave

Susannah said...

Thanks very much Carolina and Dave. :-)

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