A MOMENT BETWEEN RAINS
Threads curly-Q ribbons ‘tween and above toes.
Feet rejoice in earth,
Assure my psyche of roots in eternal soil.
Ears drink bird-cries of joy.
Eyes chew on nature’s early fall blush below threatening skies.
Distance passes beneath churning legs,
Lungs fueled by moist healing air.
I pull my heel out of an unseen crawdad den
And say a silent apology to its unsuspecting resident.
I head for home,
Back to today.
But better than I was…
Renewed of spirit, energy, creativity.
In a moment between rains.
6 thoughts on “My Neighborhood”
Just lovely, Debi.
Thank you and Happy birthday!
of course, given my proclivity for stupid comments, i wanted to say, “you are a poet and your feet show it, they are ‘longfellows'”
but the stupid comment degrades from the beauty of this poem
it is OUTSTANDING really good!!!
i loved it
and i love you
I love you too, Me-who-else.
This is a very nice picture you paint. The lines that resonated most with me were: “Reluctantly, I head home, back to today”. This made me feel the freedom, the peace you must have felt during your run. It was soothing to me, to put myself in that place. Thank you!
your thoughts add grace to your readers.