She travelled to a far distant land where coffee was currency.
She marvelled over her lush green surroundings with only music from the wings of birds.
She slept under a canopy she’d woven together during the twilight hours.
16 thoughts on “Gentle Footprints”
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A succinct and finely woven work with echoes of Joni Mitchell, that has something of the quality of an elusive daydream about it.
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Thank you Louis for your encouraging words. You’re insight regarding my short poem’s quite remarkable. Joni Mitchell’s blue album’s playing in the background this afternoon & yes a fleeting daydream it is from my garden hammock.
Pithy and profound
Thank you Vijay, I appreciate your comments on my opening poem.
It is refreshing of the fleeting dream, that in all verdant is cozy of its sleep.
Exquisite and marvelously put!
Thank you Tapeshwar for your kind words. Your comments read so beautifully, ‘all verdant is cosy of it’s sleep’
it’s so soothing!
Thank you Abu for your kind comments. I’m glad to read you find it soothing, that was my intention.
Lovely wording! All submerged in passion and transfiguration.
Thank you Nikhat i appreciate your encouraging & kind comments.
Short, highly imaginative and impressive
Thank you Parneet for your kind comments.
Music from Mother Nature reigning supreme in ‘Gentle Footprints’
Lovely words, thank you Pushmaotee
Imaginative poem, “where coffee is currency” great, and greater is imagery. The poet penned the poem as picture(painting) alive……….
Great piece of craftsmanship.
Thank you so much Jagdish for your encouraging comments.
I’m pleased to read that you can visualise my poem in the form of a painting. Maybe I should pick up my paint brushes & record my daydream onto a natural cotton canvas