A poem dedicated to a wonderful moment, to sharing nature; for only in poetry can we truly appreciate what it is we see.
A Dragonfly took a liking to my freshly washed jeans
A dragonfly took a liking to my freshly washed jeans.
Hung out on the line,
In fitful sunshine.
It landed, proudly displaying its clear gossamer wings,
Holographic gleams
Of shimmering green.
Closer and closer I edged towards its graceful beauty,
Amazed at the sight
Of one not in flight.
Minutes passed, I dwelled with the eternity of silence
And to memory,
Wrote each quality.
A tiny work of art, dappled with vibrant elegance.
Small sections knitted,
Perfectly fitted.
My jeans were dry but I lingered to gaze at the splendour.
Privileged to see
Nature so closely.
Then the breeze tickled my neck and as quickly as it came
Wings fluttered and left
To find jeans still wet.
© Frances Pallett
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08/08/07 @ 07:23