Nearly became distracted,
trying to detect the distance
from violet to plum,
amethyst to eggplant,
as the Earth moved,
revealing the midwestern morning.
Saved, by the chirp of a finch
and the chitter of a squirrel,
I returned my focus
to the task at hand.
Nearly.
*From the prompt at Sunday Scribblings
'the distance from violet to plum'..what a wonderful thought and image..no wonder it distracted you..as delicate as 'dandelion fluff' on the wind..and as magical..Jae ;)
ReplyDeleteI too loved the imagery of the distance from violet to plum, amethyst to eggplant. Very lyrical.
ReplyDeleteThose are the kind of distractions I embrace! Lovely write.
ReplyDeletejust lovely images...reminds me of how I felt sitting in my garden pulling weeds on a rare early spring day. very easy to get distracted by 'important life'.
ReplyDeleteThanks everyone. We had a wonderful sunrise today here in Ohio.
ReplyDeleteWow. I love your poems, Jerry. So clean and they say so much. You have a way of saying things that is creative and different. Loved enjoying this sunrise with you. I was almost distracted!
ReplyDeleteThanks Judy. I've found being distracted is one of my better traits.
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