At dusk
A lone bird trills
A lone bird trills
an overture
two crickets
on scratchy violins
begin a duet
dressed up in pink
a rose spills perfume
on the score
dark clouds
promise
promise
sky music
urgent wind whips
blackened treetops
to a fugue
sparklers fly
clapping applause
in the distance
raindrops pound
chasing squirrels off the roof
dueling drummers
wind surrenders
giving the rustling leaves
back to the trees
the moonrise
weaves
infinite silence
infinite silence
Lovely images of nature. I like especially:
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promise
sky music
(You might want to use a larger font! I had to struggle to read the very small font.)
Thanks for the suggestion, I'll try to make the print bigger!
DeleteYou have used beautiful elements here ... the amalgamation of all makes for a pretty scenery !!!
ReplyDeleteWhat a beautiful capture of nature ~ I specially like the last two stanzas as I have seen how lovely a moonrise is ~
ReplyDeleteBarbara,
ReplyDeleteWhat a delightful and moving scene of nature you have cleverly painted with your words. I imagined being there for myself!!!
Eileen
Adding your Blog, so that I can find you again!!!
Thank you Barbara, for your very kind words left at my poem. I appreciated them:)
It's much fun to play around with nature. A healthy pre-occupation! You've shown it brilliantly here, Barbara!
ReplyDeleteHank
Beautiful...love this piece. Gorgeous images to float through my mind.
ReplyDeleteBarbara! So, so, so lovely. Breathing soothing poetic music through my soul--that's how to solve this pre-election stress! Thank you :-)
ReplyDeleteFunny you should say that! Look at my post for Monday! It's not poetry but it is about stress and the current election propaganda.
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