Landscapes
by Josie Weidner
The fields look like tiles.
Or the kitchen floors
The tiles of the kitchen floors
Each it’s own hue of brown
Coffee,
Dead grass,
Beige,
Tan,
Chocolate
They fit like two lovers,
snug and cozy.
Some are circular,
Rectangular,
Square,
Vertically-stripped,
Horizontally-striped,
Some have no shape, amoeba style.
They look coarse,
Like if I gently stepped,
On the floor
It would feel like the bristles of a
Doormat
Tickling,
Renewing,
Cleansing,
Cleaning,
Welcoming.
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brought a smile to my face! :-}
makes me feel like i am flying and gazing down in wonder at the patchwork of landscape spaces below trying to imagine how those spaces will feel when the plane touches back down to Earth.