NaPoWriMo Hidden

Hidden

Clouds float by

in a hazy blue sky

over the cream and brown and red rock,

granite tales from eons ago,

eroded with rich dirt

into a steep hill

where sunlight filters through

locust and maple and shrub

sprouting in spring

surrounding the park

where our walk traces

a path that absorbs our chatter

sending a warning to a silent

creature whose slow, quiet retreat

back up the hill

is to us

almost hidden.

Photo, Movie,  and Poetry by Sheri Edwards

NaPoWriMo 2018

For #napowrimo  #npm18   #clmooc