Coded messages

The Morse signals of the windless rain
Hammering all Summer night,
Stars flickering with charcoal intervals,
Or the rhythm of two drastic woodpeckers,
The rings in water when a stone is thrown,
The humming bees’ buzzing between showers:
I could pretend the messages they send are ours,
Their code only known to you and me.

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Comments on: "Coded messages" (14)

  1. nettie Schroders. said:

    mooi hoor Ina.
    gr Nettie

  2. beechdey said:

    Reblogged this on Beechdey’s Weblog.

  3. This is beautiful! Thank you Ina for sharing it.

  4. idiot savants said:

    Reblogged this on idiotsavants.

  5. Love this ❤️ xxx

  6. Electric. 🙂

  7. Really love this one, Ina! XO ❤

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