Poetry Train.
One Petal…
One perfect petal
Floating upon the water
Captured in one moment
All the beauty of time.
Drifting here and there
Reflecting in the black
obsidian liquid.
A blush of pink.
A hint of white.
The current flows around
the edges
Bringing peace to the journey.
The perfect petal follows the river,
Allowing the water to guide it to its destiny.
copyright c. 2008 T.A. Chase
P.S. Check out the new excerpt I posted at SiN for Home of his Own.
8 Responses “Poetry Train.”
Very visual. Beautiful poem.
Those final two lines are like Zen wisdom.
While I love your poem (I always do) I have to say that…
“I’m lonely, cowboy.”
…just about broke my heart.
I like the color contrast you’ve got going here, TA. The white and pink against the black… Very lovely and vivid.
It fit my mood as well, Melissa. I’m in a ‘let’s see what life brings me today’ mood.
You’re right TA. Sometimes we do have to drift, wander til we find our path. This was the perfect poem for my mood today.
Thanks, Rhian. Sometimes we just have to drift to find what we’re meant to be.
stunning in poignant beauty TA! And i can completely absolutely relate to the final line.