Missing just one day of writing made me sad. Guess I should try to blog a few times a week. The Slice of Life challenge has left me with this need to write. It’s my nightly relaxation. Here’s a little poetry rough draft tonight. There’s always revision that can be done!
My View
I’ve never sat at this window
Looked out and listened
An enormous tree
With branches hanging down
like long hair
Stands in front
No leaves yet,
So I can see the river.
The long skinny branches
dance in the breeze
There’s a nest
Up high in the tree
Maybe a home for the squirrels –
The wind switches direction –
A gentle breeze blows in the window
The sun peeks into the room
Onto my notebook
It’s warmth brings a smile to my face
I look out to see that sun
glistening on the water
Shimmering off the tops of the tiny waves
like twinkling stars in the night
I look to the right
White puffy clouds
paint pictures in the sky.
Tall, tall evergreens sway back and forth
as if they’re waltzing –
Birds are singing their own tunes.
As I stare out the window
I think about what will happen
once this big tree gets its leaves
New life will begin –
my view will end.
I could picture the scene in your poem; it sounds so relaxing! I can relate to the odd feeling once the SOLC is over; this is my fifth year, and it still feels weird on April 1st, not getting up and immediately heading to the keyboard. I’m glad you’ve decided to continue writing!
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