Over the dark black woodchips
the wet spider webs
three of them set apart
spaces between the posts of the fence
beside the sidewalk
warming from the downpours last night
July morning warming
cooled by the moving air
Like cling-wrap
more than gauze
yet surely saturated
as if the thin film of plastic
could hold endless water
Clear, yet defined
reflecting the light back
up to me, to catch my attention
drawing me to look
even as I am walking by
to pause enough
to memorize the form
the image of this scene
that I could take it with me
a wonder for my day
July 22, 2010
walking on Maple Street, near High Street,
Pembroke, NH
about 8:00am
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 19,130+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
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