Poem: Moods

His conversation
Rambles
Down a path
Between the trees
Into a sunny glade
Where it spreads its fingers…

His conversation
Rumbles
Down a path
Between bare rock
DSCF1475.JPGInto the boulder field
Where lightning sparks icy trails.

His conversation
Turns
And spins out of control
Or
Turns and spins
Through various
And many
Before coming to a
Stop.
–Cynthia Haggard writes short stories, novels and poetry.  During the day, she is a medical writer and owns her own business.  For more on her creative writing, go to spunstories.  For more about her medical writing services, go to clarifyingconcepts.  (c) 2009. All rights reserved.

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