Fleeting Thing

a poem that I wrote today

about the wind

has blown away

my similes

once children clapping

became their pillowed smiles

when napping

meanwhile

I’m left counting words

which skitter swift

as hummingbirds

oh a poem is a fleeting thing

a trace of music on the wing

glinting sunlight in the eye

whispered prayer

blissful sigh

moment’s grace

frowny face

heartbeat beating

delightfilled

fleeting

7 thoughts on “Fleeting Thing

  1. Beautiful Joan – i llove your words — everything about the fleeting poem, the children napping…what a wondrous world you take me to and how i missed it! Blessings, love, hugs! 🙂

  2. ‘oh a poem is a fleeting thing
    a trace of music on the wing
    glinting sunlight in the eye’, what joyous lines! 🙂

    1. So happy to join hands with you in this joy, sweet Pari, , to share the journey and the dance…blessings and love to you!

      1. I’m glad to be a part of this joy too 😊 Wishes from the other side of the world.

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