Artistic digression.

Words, hidden in the mind of the poet
Give off a warm glow once placed upon his canvas
Mother nature and Father time intermingle
To take the breath away.

Easier it is to write a poem
Than walk between raindrops
The poet likes to saunter in a field of words
Watching rain awakened flowers come alive.

Once the indentation is made
Words are coupled together forever and a day
As raindrops slide from a leaf
The poet returns to the quietness of his thoughts.
(c) Chris Black. February 2018.