wonder

 

talk to the new day
as the scents of the
brewing coffee linger on
the space of the kitchen
and windows meet the
sparkle of the yellow sun

play with the distant skies
as the kites allure the
birds and the flies
and tapestries on the wall
display frozen cadillacs
of black and white

hike on higher mountains
as the sight is greenery below
and fogs trap the shoulders cold

to wonder at the earth is
to wonder at her Maker

2012

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About chester maynes

poet, and a lover of music and books.
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10 Responses to wonder

  1. BrokenPoet says:

    Very lucid. Thank you for a great picture, painted in my head.

  2. Ryahchu says:

    Reblogged this on A Mad World Teen..

  3. Hi, CM – good thought. May I reblog?

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