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draped in lace –
the April sky gleams
beyond the budding oaks

i am the smallest leaf
on the largest branch

where dogwoods bloom
against an unmown lawn –
pear in profusion

i am gold dust, drifting
against a blue sky

in spokes of sunlight –
wheeling in evening  
between the clouds

i am the shadow
rippling between the reeds

i am alive – i belong


This is a second take on Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #44: The Delight Song of Tsoai-talee

And because I love this poem so much [ahem] here is a slightly different angle on the poem, written in response to the Tale Weaver’s Prompt.

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21 thoughts on “draped in lace (solo no renga)

  1. You know how sometimes a phrase seems to be so delightfully arranged that you want to linger over the saying of it, again and again?

    “where dogwoods bloom
    against an unmown lawn”

    – yep just like that 😉


    • Wow …. what a wonderful response, Blake — thanks so much! 🙂
      If I recall correctly, this is one I read aloud several times to hone the feeling.
      So glad you liked it! 🙂


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