The strider skating
like the Apollo lunar lander
standing in the moon dust
leaving a mere impression
Standing on the skin of the water
moving with its motion
dancing a minuet, a waltz
gliding like a waiter in St. Moritz
free, and in its glory
Joy on a summer day
past black fly season
a damselfly in flight,
a strider going through its paces
July 9, 2010
written while waiting for haircut,
based on line in the prior poem below,
&
Eisenstaedt image,
http://www.gallerym.com/work.cfm?ID=68,
& image of moon lander,
http://www.hq.nasa.gov/office/pao/History/alsj/a14/AS14-66-9254HR.jpg
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Infused with Their Color
The yellow swallowtail
elegant butterfly moving
dancing on the humid air
flitting to the garden
Coming to alight, resting
perching on each flower
as if standing on the skin of water
the sun shining brightly
on every bloom, alive
Infused with their color
yellow of the zinnia,
pumpkin of the marigold,
the blaze of the lily
The color painted, saturated,
in shimmering reflection
living canvas of its wings
aglow, singing your praises,
the creator of all there is.
July 9, 2010
our backyard
Suncook, NH
Pembroke, NH
July 9, 2010
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