Thursday, November 18, 2010

Poetry Thursday


Alabama Kitty


Waking at the Top of Malad Pass, ID

That moment when consciousness floods back
I remember when the nods became too much
and now I'm here.  It's 4 PM early April.
The trees show spring.  The sun
not quite ready to call it a day,
and though I still have three hours
to go, I will sit at this rest stop and watch

a squirrel as she runs to that pine with a nut
and feel the air which has taken all day to feel
the way it feels now, refreshing like
unworn silk.  A few cumuli drift
south suggesting that I follow
and drive into the half night
when lights begin to glow yet the horizon
has not quite gone out.  And in Salt Lake
the grass is as green as it will be all summer. 

Dan Morris

(Poetry inspired photography based on Daniel's chapbook, Following The Day.)

6 comments:

Phoenix Peacock said...

oooo I love this one. It makes me want to make artsy prints of it and hang it up at bus stops.... not sure why, but I feel compelled.

Melanie's Randomness said...

Very pretty. I love the imagery. =)

lindsey said...

i love the color of your sky. and those leaves. so gorgeous. makes me wish i were lying outside on my back looking up. sending you sweet thursday wishes!!!

xo

Lauren said...

Pretty!

Chrissy said...

I love it Kat! It's great!

Jill said...

Both of these pictures make me happy. :) I like the poem too.