Companionship

Mountains
of warm laundry
piled on the bed —
our two cats
nestled on top —
asleep & content.

Dark clouds
follow the crow
feathers rain
down.

Driving home
crossing under the flyway
geese honk & fertilize
my windshield.   

          Rain
           drops
      drip
            their
     way
          down
     the
          leaves
        of
            a
          t
          r
          e
          e

Trees
writing
poems
on each
passing
cloud —
their
skyward
scrawl
read
around
the
world —
inspiring
life.

Rain pelts
alder trees —
catkins fall
into the creek —
tiny rafts of
seeds floating
out to sea.

In the storm’s wake —
sidewalks covered
with thousands of
fragrant petals —
each breath
drenched in
cherry tree
potpourri.

Closing my eyes
I open my arms
& embrace the
moment.

Lonely words
find companionship
in a poem.

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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39 Responses to Companionship

  1. shambhavi31 says:

    It’s lovely 🙂 I could picture all of it, especially the trees writing poem on the clouds and it being read around, also the part where seeds floating ^_^

  2. shambhavi31 says:

    Seeds are floating *

  3. Jewels says:

    Gosh, this is lovely Tyler…

  4. Radhika says:

    This is as life-giving as rain! Wow Tyler, amazing! 🙂

  5. kiwiskan says:

    that lovely piece about raindrops dripping their way down the leaves reminded me of a time when I was caught out in a rainstorm in the bush. I remember the taste of the rain as it dripped down my face from my hat… Brilliant poetry

  6. Absolutely beautiful.

  7. hugr5 says:

    HA! 🙂 But are you content with the two cats sleeping on your laundry? My housemate has a good natured grumble whenever one of our cats lands in the clothes. I remember once, being in the bathroom, looking up, and seeing one of them peering from behind a pile of clean sheets [on the bed] — wild-eyed! It was great. He was in his jungle and I was his potential prey — oh maybe just for a minute or so… 😉

    • Haha! Very funny and so true, my friend! I’m so used to my cats nesting in clean laundry on the bed and I can’t say I blame them. Who doesn’t like the feeling of warm sheets draped around your shoulders and tucked under your chin 🙂 On the plus side, our cats are very clean themselves, so I don’t worry about the laundry getting dirty again. I hope you’re having a wonderful Sunday, my friend!
      Cheers,
      Tyler 🙂

  8. jpeschel1 says:

    “Lonely words find companionship in a poem.” Beautiful!

  9. BeeHappee says:

    Beautiful, I liked the tiny rafts of seeds and cherry blossoms floating.

  10. Reading this I could visualize a beautiful scene!

    Tamara

  11. Ms. Vee says:

    This is beautiful! Very visual. I love it!

  12. yeoldefoole says:

    very, very, very fine!

  13. janettoms says:

    Lovely visual images

  14. I would LOVE LOVE LOVE to reblog this!

  15. Reblogged this on Busy Mind Thinking and commented:
    I love Tyler’s work! In this post, I particularly loved this line…”Trees writing poems on each passing cloud.” I just had to reblog!

  16. Awesome poem and feelings evoked.

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