One of my favorite things about the north country are the Birch trees in the forests and at the cottage. There are Paper Birch, Yellow Birch and Silver Birch, all beautiful, but my favorites are the stark white Paper Birch. I am cheating today as these are not my pictures but the poem is. Today I need to focus on too many things and so need to be absent , somewhat, from the web. I will look in later to see your comments, good or bad! I hope you enjoy "Seeds of Thought"
Seeds of Thought
Through the leaves,
Just like a jewel,
Shining bright,
Emerald cool
As I walk,
The elusive sun,
Enlightens a web,
Silver spun
At my feet,
A fern unfurled,
The tip as yet,
Tightly curled
Across my face,
A feathers blown,
I see the bird,
From whence it's flown
My hand caresses,
Smooth white bark,
A woodpecker,
Has left it's mark
I turn to go,
I hate to leave,
Through the cool glade,
My footsteps weave.
This is a beautiful poem - so visual! I also love birch trees, they remind me of going camping in Ontario every summer as a child.
Thank you Angela! They definitely represent Ontario!
Very lovely! Good for you to take priorities.
I am still debating putting photos with poems. Some inspire, but sometimes the reader can create as valid beautiful mental images - or at least they can create their own video in their minds.
I just posted errant knight. And have no photos of knights, obviously! I looked for something, and then left it. I am of two minds.
What do you think?
Hello Lorac
These beautiful illustrations add to you poem I think, because they are so delightful and you have chosen them well. Birches are so feminine and sensual - I only know the Silver Bitch from NZ.
A lovely post Lorac
Happy days
what a lovely post, it makes me want to get outside, thank you for sharing!