Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Sandy Poems

birch trees creak
shed door blows open
temple dog jumps


robes whip n'fly
rain blast batters
bare monk head


white pines
grip deep n'sway
more roar than whisper



6 comments:

  1. Looks like a crazy storm on tv but your words describe it perfectly.

    ReplyDelete
  2. hope you're good after. wild! definitely a roar here, though now it's bright and breezy and balmy.

    ReplyDelete
  3. Nicely captured. That last line says it all, but it could have been so much worse!

    ReplyDelete
  4. Keep safe.

    As always, I thoroughly enjoy the Monk's perspective.

    ReplyDelete
  5. You have captured it so powerfully. Stay safe, and keep the novices close. This is a bad 'un.

    ReplyDelete

Thanks for helping with the development of Olsonomics.