Sunday, 11 July 2010

Overt

Coming
It cleans
Lifts up my shirt
Caresses my neck
and licks at my hair

In its fresh coolness
The scent of green wildness
Calls crisply
Of broken grass and Melissa leaves
Under bare feet.


This weeks respone to the OSI prompt 'Overt, the wind that blows through the open windows'

7 comments:

SandyCarlson said...

Delicious! Thank you.

JP/deb said...

wonderful imagery ... you captured the overt sensuality of nature in this poem.

thanks for your contribution to the prompt!

peace,
JP/deb

Geraldine said...

Wonderful interpretation of this prompt!

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gautami tripathy said...

Great flow!

hugging the stones, I meditate fervently

Also do get aboard the Monday Poetry Train

Ramesh Sood said...

A nice cute take on the prompt..ah, the scent of green wilderness..

Tumblewords: said...

Stunning!

SisterJulia said...

Thank you everyone :D