I love how the Abbey Wakes up in the morrow...

Dunfermline Abbey, Scotland

photo & poem © Jesús Montero

I love how the Abbey

Wakes up in the morrow,

In a mist of hope,

Rid of yesterday’s sorrow.

I love how the sun

pats the gravestones on the back

Sending to the ground their shadows.

I love how old Dunfermline Town

Welcomes me back, each time

With cuddles, chatter and laughs,

To celebrate that better than today,

There must always be a tomorrow.

photo & poem © Jesús Montero

I saw a leaf From a tree, Fall...

photo & poem © Jesús Montero

I saw a leaf

From a tree, Fall,

Like centuries

Shed years,

Months 

And days.

I saw a leaf

From a tree, Fall,

Like the tides 

Of the Moon,

Cycling

Without rest.

I saw a leaf

From a tree, Fall,

Like the lines

Of this verse

Come

Off the page.

photo & poem © Jesús Montero

Flamingos in the marshlands...

photo & poem © Jesús Montero

Flamingos in the marshlands,

Sandpipers in the low tides.

Sipping through the sea-salt.

Feeding on the mud.

Two sides of mother nature.

Pockets of paradise.

photo & poem © Jesús Montero