Tender Moments: (April 12th,2021)

Moments, like tiny raindrops, spread across The grass of our lives. Although they're fleeting, Sometimes they vibrate in the memory. Indeed, they seem to be dream-like emblems; Which we tend to cling to when times are dark. Sometimes, poetry draws deeply from such Moments in time. I often like to think That we committed poets and artists, Work in a similar way to the moonlight, As it punctuates blue streams at midnight, Or like these snow white blossoms in spring time; That I've been observing from my window. We poets and artists are essential. We're photographers of tender moments.