Tuesday, October 12, 2021

The Path Beneath My Feet #SOL21

 In preparation for a poetry class, I have been outside observing what is within 100 yards of my doorway.  It is amazing what one will see with focused attention.  On my walk yesterday, I examined the paved walkway.  I felt as if I were walking on a map of geographical features, such as deltas, craters, hummocks, and so much more.  I look forward to more discoveries over the next few weeks.  In the end, I wrote a series of haiku poems to record my observations.

A crinkled, brown leaf
crossed, startling me
out of reverie.

It beckoned me to
notice what lies underneath
my feet - paved wonders.

Cracks in the sidewalk
from the shifting earth below
wove webs of features.

Water and sun's heat
made deltas, hummocks, and
hollows, a paved map.




2 comments:

  1. Poetry has a sort of lastingness (I know that's not a word, but I can't find one) - it stays with us and there is so much more conveyed with few words. My favourite lines in your poem contain this lasting quality and I keep thinking about the "hummocks and hollows":
    Water and sun's heat
    made deltas, hummocks, and
    hollows, a paved map.

    Beautiful words.

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  2. Gorgeous poems that showcase the natural world!

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The Path Beneath My Feet #SOL21

 In preparation for a poetry class, I have been outside observing what is within 100 yards of my doorway.  It is amazing what one will see w...