Posted in Cinquain, Poetry, Terry Valley Photography, Uncategorized, Visions Seen Photography

Blue Planet

I love to write cinquain. And sometimes I just can’t help myself, but have to write a longer poem, making each stanza a cinquain. That’s what happened here with the graphic artwork by my friend Terry.


Blue moon;
No, wait: It’s not.
What is that planet strange,
Hov’ring low, casting soft blue glow
O’er me?

My field
Has not borne fruit
For this whole season through.
Perhaps this planet will affect
It’s yield.

In truth,
I feel a bond
With this blue orb so near.
Its energy infuses field and tree —
And me.


graphics © Terry Valley





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