fingers interlocking
like strands of blonde hair
or maybe golden rushes woven
suspended in the air
the yellow canopy
over my yard, shining
the branches of the neighbors
treasures soon to fall
the yard will need raking
the leaves to gather in
but for now, this moment
a treasure to see, above me
the yellow canopy
over my yard, shining
bright calling, to me, to look up
filtering light, azure blue sky
radiance, brilliant
a wonder to my eye
Edited November 16, 2013
“The yellow canopy – v4”
Edited October 25, 2013
“The yellow canopy – v2”
November 9, 2011
“The yellow canopy”
“The Road Not Taken”,
by Robert Frost
Poet’s Corner
monthly poetry readings
Suncook Senior Center
November 7, 2011
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