En Plein Air Poem by Salvatore Ala

En Plein Air



The lily pads touch the earth
Of their own dreams

A dragonfly threads my sight
Through the border reeds

The light on marsh water
Is like the sun in flower

The flowering light
Is like the marsh on fire

Now with the treeline
Sinking like a boat

At the bottom of night
The moon begins to float

Sunday, August 16, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: nature love
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