Hidden Falls

Michele Montserrat Nature, Photography, Poetry June 7, 2017 1 Minute

I think I need to stop by Hidden Falls today, to visit the cathedral poplars and their murmuring by the river. June mornings, where you listen to sprinkling music of poplar leaves and become young again, shoulders loosening on each breath of the moist loamy sand-filled sun air. Armskin smelling like summers spent dirt-streaked and skinned kneed. Let’s forget that step toward the grey, for a moment, and conjure birdsong moving over skin. Down the sand let’s walk to the clearing by the river, when all the body was legs and belly and breath, warm and humming with the light of a June summer morning.

Published by Michele Montserrat

Student, artist, magician - but aren't we all? Editor of prose, rag and bone image maker, spoken word performance - an amateur in the highest and best sense of the word. View all posts by Michele Montserrat

Published June 7, 2017

5 thoughts on “Hidden Falls”

phppi says:

June 7, 2017 at 11:17 pm

Beautiful photographs

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1. MicheleMontserrat says:
  
  June 8, 2017 at 12:43 am
  
  Thanks for the feedback, it’s good to hear. Hope to see your stuff sometime.
  
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  1. phppi says:
    
    June 8, 2017 at 12:52 am
    
    Thank you. I hope you will have the time to have a look at my blog too
    
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  2. MicheleMontserrat says:
    
    June 8, 2017 at 12:32 pm
    
    Let me know where your blog is, I’d be interested in seeing it.
    
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  3. phppi says:
    
    June 8, 2017 at 12:55 pm
    
    Thank you so much. My blog is called phppi street photo. You can access it by clicking on my name above. Let me know what you think about it
    
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