
Roots so ancient,
Edited and written by Piezometric Poetry on 17-06-2022
branches patient,
waving in the summer breeze.
Springing sheets,
of brand new paper,
waiting for a pen to speak.
Gentle rustle from the wind,
seemingly giving me a hint.
Soft creak, a whisper, just for me.
Some inspiration,
with lively imagination,
sunlight shining on a bright idea.
Branches kiting,
leaves with writing,
hanging from the poet tree.
Inspired by a conversation with @alyssa_harmon_
Image sources:
- Leaves with sunlight – Photo by Kai Pilger – https://unsplash.com/photos/6eCBRY8x3WM
- Tree with woman background – Photo by Kevin Young – https://unsplash.com/photos/Z5qD8T3wVvk
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