Lost in a leafless wood,
birdless boughs,
silence.
Inactive mind
finding nothing.
Eyes peering
at leering solitude.
Nude nature
looking for its clothes.
Sally Plumb
Nude nature looking for its clothes. xlent imagination, in nature every one is nude. great poem with kindest regards.
Like the early morning after the still of night, great piece of nature captured in the poem...regards
Wow, 'tis an amazing poem, , , so a deep meaning it has, , (((eyes peering at leering solitude))) what a poetic line! ! ! ! top marks! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nature is depressed until the spring buds new clothes. A deep mysterious poem Lady Sally.
Many thanks for your interest. Sally