Sunday Hush Poem by elysabeth faslund

Sunday Hush

Rating: 5.0


Sunlight fogging through
Sleepy trees eyelashed with
Dew...

Noises. Dogs shuffling
Empty bowls...a
Bark...

Playpens. No rattling,
Crying. Thumbs in mouths.
Eyes...

Soft lashes brush
Lower lids. Mothers tiptoe
Breakfast...

Sunday.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ernestine Northover 08 July 2008

This is just lovely. Gentle and dreamy. Well done. Loved it. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX

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Original Unknown Girl 08 July 2008

Beautiful imagery here Elysabeth. Lovely. HG; -) xx

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elysabeth faslund

elysabeth faslund

Thibodaux. Louisiana
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