3pm in the Shade

Today’s poem is written in response to Hannah’s beautiful, nature inspired post over at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads  She was inspired by the artwork and film from Andy Goldsworthy — I’ll post links to his work at the end of this post. Thank you Hannah, for the inspiration! I wrote this today while sitting in one of my writing spaces — my backyard.

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I am an observer in
Nature’s space

white blossoms hang, opened above me
I breathe in their honeysuckle sweetness
that lingers in the air, a soft breeze tickling my face
the quiet rushing wind in my ears along with
a tinkling of wind-chimes, conversations of birds
hums of motors, a car door shutting, an airplane passing above.

leaves, yellowed, green & brown – scatter at my feet
old bricks with spaces
where earth has grown in
green roots have shot up
and ant hills formed in their midst.

I must be careful not to disturb them
my bare feet sinking into long green chutes
pressing soft dirt between my toes
as I leave.

Copyright May 5 Stacie Eirich 

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Andy Goldsworthy is an environmental artist – check out his beautiful work:  http://visualmelt.com/Andy-Goldsworthy

He also has a beautiful, thought provoking film, which you can view on YouTube:
Rivers and Tides

7 thoughts on “3pm in the Shade”

  1. I love the full body experience of this poem, Stacie…all senses indulge. Lovely work…thank you, for sharing your voice and view today! 🙂

  2. Lovely rendition of sights and sounds observed and heard from your writing place. I guess I have one of those also, a rocking chair on the back patio. Before our move we had a balcony looking over the golf course. Wanna buy a house?
    The swing is great. None of mine or your swing would be a good place for lap top composition which I do. Don't remember penning one, the last was probably on a napkin. Could have been in my memo book.
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