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Ever-unfolding


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Change

change

My many yesterdays
Are not my tomorrow
The tumbled leaf
Doesn’t chase and follow
 
The winds of yesterday
Have sailed on by
The moving clouds
Roll across the sky
 
The stain of yesterday
Has washed away
The rain did pass
Leaving less to say

Poem and photograph by ©Janice Turner Salmon 2015

For WPC: Change


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Night Garden

Upon the moonlit grass
My toes do tread
Turf and earth imprinting
On a mossy bed

A tired floret stoops 
A sleepy head
Resting…sequestered…
Nothing to be said

A chill blows from the east
Then ceases… to ground
 Still…serenity
 Folds in…to surround

Is this dreaming … revealing?
Looking to the skies
Into night’s darkness
With a canopy of eyes

Copyright © 2015 Janice Turner Salmon