If you listen closely
at the edge of the pond, shortly after dawn,
you can hear the fish whisper their plans for the day.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
If you listen closely
at the edge of the pond, shortly after dawn,
you can hear the fish whisper their plans for the day.
I love this. 🙂
I have really enjoyed reading your words and seeing your beautiful photos this month. I am so glad I came across you in the River of Stones.
You are on my blogroll now, so I can continue to visit and share these lovely moments.
Susannah x
cute, smiles.
love to hear fish whisper for their day plan.
🙂
glad to discover your talent via wordpress.com,
please join poets rally and read peer poets today.
Happy August.
Following the train of the thoughts presented leads the mind to a place of peace,quiet and rest.
Short,concise,dreamy,wonderFULL.
…stay away from metal hooks…
Short, yet it has a certain mysterious air to it. nicely done.
simple yet superb! ^_^
the name of your blog is perfect
and so is Whispers…a Zen moment to savor!