If I am awake
the party begins
I see how the trees dance
Sway and shimmy
The water waves
flows, curls, crests and splashes
The shadows play
On borrowed surfaces
So why not I?
The earth moves
Birds sing
The forest whispers
Flowers twist, sashay and bend
Sand shifts, sifts
caresses, surrounds
An insect band provides percussion
Shadows fall
Light dawns
Moon rises
An open invitation
Just step in
Bev Bachel
Thanks for the nudge….here’s to stepping in…and out…and perhaps even on a few toes along the way.
Camille
Once again, you delight me.
Linnea Dietrich
I’M IN!!!…except for all of this damn dust I’m dealing with…Wonderful poem Janet. Needs to be read out loud.