A Honeycomb In Amish Country

Nestled into the side of a hill
Warm fire, blazing
Comforter and footstool
Coffee steaming from a freshly brewed pot
Through the windows’ bay
A circle of stone to
Frame the sky
Mist in the valley like a dream
Awakening
The red light of morning
Peeking o’er the trees…

Somewhere below
Down a road winding through
An unseen distance
The clip-clop, clip-clop
Horse and buggy on its way
Bird song and cow bell
Dragonfly and wildflower
Still pond and fragrant field
The beckoning promise of
Another day.

by Laurence Overmire

Comments (2)

This poem painted a very beautiful picure in my mind; the writing excellent! Awesome work!
Lovely, evocative, you paint with words here.