secret sticky steps
mentally motioning well
climbing upward bound
stirring stick propels
windless water bounding up
hiding do you tell
listen to the sound
light propels upward motion
peaceful pleasant place
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one single impression no 20: stairways;
photo: Mama’s Changing Her Clothes Again, vtpeacenik, flickr
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I read this one aloud, and enjoyed the sound of it. Wonderful poem.
I agree with Sandy, this poem has a wonderful feel in the mouth. I really like the notion of light pushing upwards.
your words speak of moving upward to a better place with such hope
I like these ‘secret sticky steps.’ Now I don’t know what I’d do with on if I had one, but that Mama Goldfinch sure does.
Thank you for reading my little poem, I ‘just had to’ do that thing! 😉
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..a poem that is “upward bound”_beautiful..many thanks for sharing this..
you are one talented babe. every time i come to your site, i think why don’t i come more often. i always love your stuff.
This is wonderful. The imagery is delightful and the movement is delicious.
Rather do without the clothes, especially in the heat.
Very Nice. I agree with Sandy poetry should be read aloud. This haiku both reads and flows very well. Just lovely.
love-bd
Great! This one truly sets the lips dancing.