New Currents
The air is charged –
a current surge of running horses
where sky connects to earth.
Flames reach for purpose.
A shedding of winter hibernation
reveals green leaf
and gold resolve.
We are electric.
The air is charged –
a current surge of running horses
where sky connects to earth.
Flames reach for purpose.
A shedding of winter hibernation
reveals green leaf
and gold resolve.
We are electric.
Cristina M. R. Norcross
poem/photo Copyright 2015
(Photo taken at sunrise of Oconomowoc Lake, WI)
Happy writing to everyone who is taking the challenge to write a poem every day. May there be many gems in your journals!
~Cristina
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