ragged wool hanging
the wet milkweed seeds
tethered, connected
moored in their pods
tied still to the ground
Hovering limp, heavy
above the earth
waiting for drying
to give them flight, new birth
November 20, 2009
Suncook, NH
(Raymond A. Foss)
More Poetry from Raymond A. Foss:
- Hearing their whispers (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Hearing the martyrs, the heroes (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Awkward Seasons (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Sow Peace (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- Live Peaceably (Raymond A. Foss Poem)
- That We May Be Worthy (Raymond A. Foss Poem)