Echoes of Laura's Observation
by Teri H Hoover
Noticing
my breath on the back of my throat.
Expanding
the bay window vibrates
with the song of the heat pump.
Feeling
warm air from the heating vent,under the table
Catching
a piece of my hair and tickling my cheek.
Hearing
the recliner squeak in the other room
as my dog gets more comfortable.
Noticing
something a friend said.
Love your poem.... so much to observe around us if we take the time!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful as usual, Teri.
ReplyDeleteI'm so honored that my observations inspired you to sit and discover what was happening in moments unfolding for you Teri. Beautiful, beautiful photo as well my friend:-)
ReplyDeleteYour words are as beautiful as your photos.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem and image, teri. Your senses are opened up to the things that are often unnoticed in daily rush.
ReplyDeleteYoko