I will have to observe this as I walk the wooded trails. Thanks and it is a very down to earth poem.
I like the photo too . . we must be "the north " with all of our moss . . .
I always love your poetry and I do love toads:) B
Nice form, and I like the description of the moss "celebrating" the rain.
I just encounter our first spring Sighting of big lovely toad on our farm yesterday. Love he toads. Moss has always been fascinating and beautiful to me to. Enjoyed you poem it made me think.
I picked comment on the Red Bull and it took me to this post - OK - I like both - the cattle are truly beautiful and then there's your poetry - I like that - looking forward to reading that short story you promised a while back. Hi to TM n all - thinking bout u :)
i love green moss.. and where is the toad. i want to see a toad... i can say that toads pee in dogs mouths if picked up... that would make a great poem.. and i will now never forget that moss grows Northward...
I also love the look and feel of moss covered - anything! Nice writing, Gail.
"weeping shades of green," wow. very beautiful and great use of the form, i love this one!
a celebration of moisture!
And with all the rain we've been getting, ALL the trees here will be covered with moss....on the north side of course!Beautiful, my girl, as always!
Looking forward to more moisture around here! Wonderful prose.
That is beautiful, you really captured the atmosphere.Lynne x
Oh!! A true delight! Nature lovers unite...moss is one of my favorites and you've gathered it in well here...the refrain is perfect!
I remember Dad telling us when we were small, "if you're ever lost in the woods, the moss grows on the north side of the trees"!Thanks for the memory.K (one of the toads)
Great photo and a really good post!
Very nice! Moss is smart.
A great poem for the senses!
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