Monday, January 12, 2009

Toadstool in the Sky by Jakob Chapman

I held her hand
as we watched the sky
the first
warm spring sun
setting
casting shadows
on the mountains
capped with ice

we watched the clouds
form fluffy shapes
plume and billow

“It looks like a mushroom,”
she said

I nodded
and we fell asleep

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

That IS what she said.

C. R. Stone said...

The images and emotions here are simply beautiful.

Jakob said...

Thanks, it is nice to get positive feedback from a more established writer.

SarahA said...

Oh I love. You made me feel as if I was actually there too!Well done, you.