Clarity
Through my glasses the world becomes as perfect as a picture
and blurs of color coalesce to form a clear-cut structure
I see the shadows of the moon become as clear as sketches
and the stars become pinpoints instead of muddled flashes
but most of all I am amazed by the intricacy of trees
a sketch of fine precision and not the ambiguity of dreams
and I stop and admire the thousand clear-cut leaves
all layered atop each other, but luscious and distinct
Eris Cardin is a young poet and writer, a lover of beauty and of nature, and an admirer of classical poetry. She writes both prose and poetry. Her favorite poets are Byron, Tennyson, and Herbert. You can find her classical-poetry themed blog at https://shardsofrhythmandd.wixsite.com/eris-cardin/my-blog.
