as its spray lifted over my head and I was misted
smile stretching hands over head
I stand in a back bend welcoming the wet
Can you see this poem? I have a vivid image and hope that I am doing this right now as I am exploring the woods on a nature adventure.
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I can see it!
ReplyDeleteI feel the mist!
Yes! I've leaned far back to feel that, Betsy. Ah-h! Sounds beautiful too! Wi-fi in the tent-imagine!
ReplyDeleteLove that invitational first line - it sounds delightful! I, too, am amazed at the idea of wi-fi i a tent...camping has changed!
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad that your poem came out, in your tent. I also love that you are a dandelion chaser forever! xo
ReplyDeleteWi FI in the tent????? Hmmm maybe I COULD go camping again!
ReplyDeleteYep I see it, Betsy. I was misted yesterday but not in that romantic way you were. I was caught in an unpleasant New Jersey downpour. I wish I had been with you,
ReplyDeleteBonnie K
I love this line: "the waterfall wrapped itself around my ankles." I can imagine the sights, feel the mist and wish it was my ankles! I could do camping with WIFI but I'm not too sure about all those mosquitoes! Have a great trip!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image. I can feel it, too.
ReplyDeleteYou painted a beautiful, sensual poem with your words. I will imagine it during the next hot spell to help me cool. Wi-fi in a tent. Camping sure has changed!
ReplyDeleteWonderful! (And the fact that you have WiFi in a tent:))
ReplyDeleteI love the way you think in poetry. Beautiful vision created by words.
ReplyDeletei love your alliteration that bookends this poem beginning with waterfall wrapped & ending with welcoming the wet. Yes, I stood with you stretching hands over head, but had to stop at the backbend!
ReplyDeleteI see it and feel the refreshing mist. Thanks for sharing a piece from your outing adventure.
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