Nothing glistens in the flat light
Gathering green
thigh-high ferns
The more I walk, the slower my heart beats
the soft pulse of an invisible plane,
the feather-dark boom of faraway thunder
A breath lighter than the moment before.
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Thank you, Maria! This poem touched me deeply. I walked in the ferns spiritually.
Oh Fran, that’s so beautiful.
This is lovely! Love the line “the feather-dark boom of faraway thunder”. Such a perfect description.
Thanks Angeline, I was actually inspired by a real feather. I found it as I heard the thunder.
Beautiful description of a lovely place! Your poem takes me back to the rain washed forest of my childhood! Thank you!
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