Softly Floating

Softly floating along the water, something left behind. Gentle like the wind, warming like the sun. A memory that brushes across, ever fleeting. ————————– Spending a little time on the dock this afternoon, the air was fairly quiet with birds. But this delicate feather floated by. It provided me a capture that I could play…

Dressed in Green

  The Hummingbird by Harry Kemp The sunlight speaks.  And it’s voice is a bird: It glitters half-guessed half seen half-heard Above the flower bed. Over the lawn … A flashing dip and it is gone. And all it lends to the eye is this — A sunbeam giving the air a kiss.