Brushstroke in Wonderland

 



In the pristine sparkle

where footprints don’t

mar sunlight or ruffle

the coverlet of new fallen snow

I am a mere brushstroke in wonderland

holding space for poets who need

to fill their eyes with ink.


©Susie Clevenger 2021

The Sunday Muse #145


Comments

  1. And Susie, there is still snow enough for all who want to leave their trail.
    I grew up in Nebraska and we loved a fresh snowfall so we could play "Fox and Goose," a tag game using paths we would tramp down. Some were pretty clever, all were art work standing out in a field of snow.
    ..

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    1. https://grandmaideas.com/fox-and-geese
      Or google it

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  2. This is absolutely gorgeous my friend! I love the poetic idea of filling our eyes with ink! A stunning poem Susie!

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  3. a mere brushstroke in wonderland - beautiful!

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  4. Beautiful poetry, Ms. Susie ~~~

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  5. Ah, you are indeed a brushstroke in wonderland. Gorgeous, Susie!

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