Monday, April 5, 2010

Landscape

The frozen swirls
may want to speak.

Of clouds, perhaps,
they've been in.

Of drifting clouds
they traveled with,

the lands they
overflew,

the continents.
Tell that to

the tips
of a pair of shoes,

tell it
to frozen grass.

– Johannes Beilharz (© 2010)

Written and posted for "converse with images" (napowrimo #6).

6 comments:

Jenna said...

I really liked the rhythm here!

rob kistner said...

Very cool Leonard, very cool...
...rob
Image & Verse

poemblaze said...

Photo and poem are great. Quite evocative.

briarcat said...

I like.
drifting clouds they traveled with the lands they overflew. neat

flaubert said...

Love the poem and the photo is fantastic.
Pamela

Yousei Hime said...

I agree that the rhythm makes a wonderful frame for the images, shifting them subtly from one to the next. I would love for you to read my take on the art prompt. It is day 6 at http://tasmith1122.wordpress.com/. Please feel free to offer comment and/or suggestions when you visit.