While Watching the Rain

A poem and its story from Jesi

The Well Tempered Bards

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Forest leaves fall

Into a nocturne lake

Reflecting the deep waters

Of a celestial sea

Merging to meet

The purpling vineyard horizon

That brightens basalt bark

And Oregon coastal sands

Kissed by the pearlescent waves

Of a winter ocean.

*I came up with this poem while knitting on a shawl on a rainy day listening to Moon by George Winston-the name of the colors of the yarn I am using are in the poem: Forest, Nocturne, Deep Waters, Vineyard, Basalt, Oregon Coast, and Pearlescent. Everything-yarn, words, music-joined together in one peaceful, harmonic moment. Proof that inspiration can come from anything.

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