Scene 05-30 Today was All Write

Scene 05-30A wonderful Hike and Write by day and poetry reading by night  by WA state poet laureate Elizabeth Austen. Here’s the first draft of what I wrote…

Trees fall backdrop

to sounds below

Clear stream gurgling

alongside and secretly

dropping to a place unseen

Soon slipping over stones

without sound

Then stagnant

stones buried in silent silt

dark and tinted

with black shadows of fern and grass

flat and lifeless

Harsh shadows drip down

trunks of fir

-reminders of sun’s bright day above

Flowers are presented by blackberries

-bouquet

And the hum of life irresistible

and industry inescapable carried on

by bees buzzing in blackberry cups bountiful

But one is stilled

-bound by blossom bier

pollen crusted legs still heavy with purpose.

-Sheri J. Kennedy

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About sherijkennedyriverside

Left brain, right brain, I can't decide. After many years of successful visual arts pursuits, I'm working on my other creative inclinations. For the past 8 years, writing has been my second full time job, and it's worth every sleepless night. Sheri J. Kennedy grew up mostly a city-girl coasthopping from Seattle to rural Pennsylvania, Miami and back to Seattle. She currently resides on the banks of the Snoqualmie River in the scenic Cascade Mountains. Her heart has found its home.
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2 Responses to Scene 05-30 Today was All Write

  1. Makes me sad I missed the experience. Sounds like quite an inspiration.

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