Breath-taking. Especially ” frozen / waiting for ink” and “trickles of frozen thought.” I’d like to reblog.
Thoughts captured / frozen / sparkling moments in time
Held in place by negative Fahrenheit and Centigrade
Poetry captured trickling from the bowl of inspiration
For one brief moment it lies frozen / waiting for ink
But, inspiration lasts only till the next shining moment
The constant ebb and flow of life soon carries it away
The warm sun’s UV rays melt our trickles of frozen thought
And what momentarily embeds in our minds
Turns to liquid / a poetic flow of beauty and inspiration
Written on digital parchment, napkin, or diary
Reflected in sun’s rainbow of thought flowing from the bow
Photo; Laura Ziegler
Thank you so much for reposting this.