Calligraphic nibs
etch meaning in an empty sky,
fingernails scratching glass,
scribes recording ticks and tocks.
Abacus counting season’s syllables,
limbs leaking language
in a thousand tongues –
branches baring all.
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Meanwhile, Melody Muses... 
This one reaches out to me with descriptive passion. Nice.
Thanks, Rob! 🙂 (Watch your back with that reach – those branches look pretty scratchy!)
Badumbump…thanks, folks. You’re a great crowd…here till Thursday…
🙂 I love being a crowd…
Beautiful! “Calligraphic nibs” caught my attention as I love doing calligraphy!
Blessings ~ Wendy
I’ve tried with indifferent success – but I love the look of the real deal! Thanks Wendy!
scribes recording ticks and tocks., love this phrase!!!
Thanks Kathleen! 🙂
Love the way you look at nature’s speech and articulate it. Great poem and great pic. Look forward to your next poem, Melody! 🙂
Thank you Eric! 🙂
Quite intriguing, this–great, Melody!
Thank you!