It’s the space between steps
hollow of waves curling
gleam of seagull’s wings
the slow
tranquil
ex
hale
slipping off lips
as clouds collage in peach
and magenta
It’s the wander
without map or path
where trees speak in tongues
of nature lover’s dreams
A Quadrille for
Lillian has offered us “tranquility”
to include in our 44 word poems.
You can join in too!
mishunderstood 
I like your visual flashes, almost as if you were looking around and storing photos in your head. Peace-inducing format also, like flowing water.
This is beautiful, Mish. It is so very peaceful. Sigh.
Absolutely gorgeous in every way possible: words…spacing…sound when read aloud…imagery.
Clouds collage in peach and magenta…exquisite. Love using collage as a verb here.
Yummy!
A perfect calming moment.
Trees speak in tongues … yes indeed, majestic lines.
I wonder if we reach tranquility through scenery or if we only see the wonderful colors with tranquil eyes.
Such a delicious write!
A wander without map–what a great image! (K)
I like the idea that “…trees speak in tongues.”
“where trees speak in tongues” – Love that!
I love the format of the words, that exhale,slipping off lips. Beautiful Mish.