alone…silence sits quietly
on a forgotten bench
under a canopy of trees
a basket of braided reed
waits patiently
for someone to fill thee
vines wander
spreading beneath silence’s feet
creeping… winding through the branches
the blue skies it does reach
trees sway and dance
on the mornings gentle breeze
to nature’s song of chance
sparks of sunlight plays between the shade
laughing, fencing with grass blades
still…silence sits quietly
beneath the trees
on a long ago forgotten bench
cradling the empty basket
with me
waiting for thee
)0(
ladyblue
2*19*2013
Wonderfully written words.
Thank you for visiting my blog today. I appreciate the time you took to stop by. May your day be filled with joy and peace.
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Beautiful – and it goes very well with the photo.
Beautiful words! Love your style, and glad to have found this blog
Beautiful poem, Maryrose. Even without the picture to compliment it, you painted a wonderful scene. Albeit with a touch of bittersweet. It’s very nice.
Paul
A rather sad entry I think
xxxx
but definitely well written
my fine and wicked friend
Lady Blue Rose
Nice poem and a cycle continues. Well done. Be well and at peace.