The body image of a sturdy tree
Presents the patience of serenity
And all about it, friend or foe, may know
That now’s a special time that they can be.
The body image of a brilliant flower
Seems weak although attraction is a power.
Whichever way the wind tells dreams to go
The now will follow blessing every hour.
Text: Kim of Writing in North Norfolk is hosting at dVerse with the theme “body image”. This post doesn’t quite fit the prompt, so I am not linking it, but stop on by to see what people are posting for it. The form I am using is a rubai: four lines, iambic pentameter and rhyming AABA.
Photos: “Ancient Tree”, above, “Hanging Flower”, below.
Poetry, Short Prose and Walking 