Tuesday, October 12, 2010

understated autumn


Sun-dappled, berry draped,
worn bench waits—

while crepe myrtle blushes crimson,

and cypress knees congregate,

like the faithful

gathered at the river to pray.


12 comments:

Dianne said...

Lovely post...

Joyce said...

Wonderful post! I have never heard of cypress knees and this is the 2nd post I saw today of them. smile... They are neat looking. xo

S. Etole said...

my heart is smiling ... in your autumn ways

Jodi said...

I would love to visit that spot.

B. Meandering said...

One of the aspects I like about your blog (there are many) is that you have plants and trees that I don't have here in Ohio and that I've either not seen at all or rarely.

Second, after a long day working on creative writing, it's so refreshing to read "crepe myrtle blushes crimson . . . cypress knees congregate like the faithful at the river."
What imagery! Metaphor and simile spilling forth mind pictures.
Cool post. As I've said before, I'd like to have you visit my classes. :)

Tracy said...

Such a lovely place to walk and meditate... I would love to sit there and commune with nature... Happy Day, Leslie :o) ((HUGS))

ELK said...

such poetry in each frame .. blushes crimson..love this!

Debbie D. said...

If the trees of the field can clap their hands, then cypress knees can certainly pray!

I LOVE this post. But then again, I can say that about all of them :)

Ann said...

Nice post... I love the color of nature and nature itself... it is so giving and full of beauty we just have to open up our eyes and our soul to it.

deb said...

This is so gorgeous , words and photo.
I could sit there endlessly.

Jingle said...

beautiful nature shots.

Jingle said...

Welcome To link in a poem to our potluck today, thanks a ton!
http://jinglepoetry.blogspot.com/2010/10/poetry-potluck-seven-deadly-sins.html

you can use an old poem, not necessarily related to our theme.
hope to see you shine.