Thursday, June 10, 2010

anointing


Wisteria falls

in lavender drops

from its feathery

treetop canopy.


The world stills –


        quiet


but for the patter

of fragrant petals

on my upturned face.

2 comments:

Linda S. Socha said...

Beautiful. Powerful. I could feel myself being there. Thanks for sharing this one
Linda

Jamie said...

I enjoy your poems. :)