Big Tent Poetry, clause poetry, Poetry, quatrain

imagine

over at big tent poetry the monday prompt is clause poetry, courtesy of  Briar Cat
photo: talkingplant, flickr

Blue sky, bright light

closed eyes swaying
a hum of happiness soars
then was when my eyes opened to
a wash of waves coming ashore

a thousand yellow suns
broadcasting light and warmth
saturated sunday afternoon swim
closed eyes swaying

the heat was building, sweat and
circumstance soon tore open the sky
billowing buds of bejeweled blue benevolence
a hum of happiness soars

contemplating clouds of clarity
fussy feathers fidgeting for freedom
swept away wings sprouted wide
then was when my eyes opened to

a modest and soothing splash
the tingling touch of cool waters
hinting at a home encompassing wrap
a wash of waves coming ashore

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9 thoughts on “imagine

  1. “billowing buds of bejewelled blue benevolence.” It was worth the sojourn over simply to read this lovely line Ms. Pie and hear it tripping off my tongue. What a diamond of a poem you have created here! “Sweat and circumstance soon tore open the sky.” I am simply overwhelmed by that image. Thank you for this beautiful image and post.
    xo,
    noelle

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