Thursday, November 5, 2009

Fabulous Ferns


Now, I don't want to
Think about my place
Pushing back branches
That graze my face..
I just want an escape

Well it's dark in here
&
Pretty cool
Still, sunbeams filter down
Through the tops
Of the leaves
Between fine rainy
Trickles

With twigs in my hair
&
Ferns, that graze my face..
I just want an escape-











5 comments:

Flat Creek Farm said...

Beautiful pictures and words. Your header is *amazing*!!! Thanks so much for your kind words regarding the loss of my Roxy girl (and cat). That means so much. I hope things are brighter in your beautiful world now as well ;-) -Tammy

Pacey said...

They are beautiful unfurled ferns Gina, like them...I've not tried photographing like this. Hhmmm...will see if I'd be successful. :)

JM said...

Fabulous ferns... and fabulous photos! Your new header is a treat!!!

Kilauea Poetry said...

Thank you-

sojourner said...

never knew ferns so intimately! perfect poem - i'm still smiling at the tiny growth (or spourt) pushing through the damp darkness toward the light, talking to herself

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