What I see …
bold against silver shadows of the moon’s face
are busy tree branches stroking with their gentle fingers
to soothe the dark, dark nights.

What I see…
when birds fly by a robust sun’s charismatic
sight, brimming and nurturing, they become
freckles on the day’s complexion.

What I see…
are black ink like shadows – nature swaying
in the distance, silhouettes of another time
and templates for another adventure.

What I see…
in white clouds are poodles chasing birds,
bright skies of dreamy recollections and
and hazy memories.


Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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