Tender Moments: (April 12th,2021) Poem by DM W

Moments, like tiny raindrops, spread across
The grass of our lives. Although they're fleeting,
Sometimes they vibrate in the memory.
Indeed, they seem to be dream-like emblems;
Which we tend to cling to when times are dark.
Sometimes, poetry draws deeply from such
Moments in time. I often like to think
That we committed poets and artists,
Work in a similar way to the moonlight,
As it punctuates blue streams at midnight,
Or like these snow white blossoms in spring time;
That I've been observing from my window.
We poets and artists are essential.
We're photographers of tender moments.