Forest Murmur(A Triolet)Innocence peeking through shrouds of green
sparkling, curious, childish delight
glimmering with new light unseen.
Innocence peeking through shrouds of greenuntouched, unknown, in morning's first gleamshedding darkness, its murmurs of night.
Innocence peeking through shrouds of green
sparkling, curious, childish delight.
Copyright 2009 JO Janoski
Jo... As usual, you've captured a moment in time so beautifully.
ReplyDeleteThank you. You're so right. I stepped outside this morning, and we have a big wooded hill behind our house--there was a gleam behind the trees. The sun rises in the a.m. It was a momentary epiphany of sorts. It struck me as particularly beautiful today.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful as always. Also I found you on Twitter.
ReplyDeleteLovely verse, Jo.
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorites Jo!
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