Rainey Daze and Crazy Nights

Poetry, Paintings, and Ponderings: Through My Eyes

The Moss July 23, 2012


The moss drips from the bough

leaving the tree naked,

raw and exposed

 

The moss floats on the surface

looking at the reflection

that peers back

 

The moss grows more and more weary

as water slowly seeps in

and brings it down

 

The moss allows it to happen

welcomes the water

too weary to fight.

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