Posted in Syllabic Verse

The April Days Speak

Goldfinches in a golden tree

The days

Ramble on

Speaking

Nothing

Diverse

Until a

Goldfinch

Visits

Bringing

Color

And a

Glimpse

Of joy

Suddenly

The days

Become

Alive

With hope

Speaking

New life

Will soon

Arrive

Syllabic Verse

Posted in Rhyme, September 2013

Autumn’s Arrival

Autumn Woman
No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace
As I have seen in one autumnal face.
~John Donne

Autumn arrived yesterday all aglow
Dressed in red, orange, brown and yellow

A pallet of color she held in her hand
and she used it to change the scape of my land.

A bounty of fruit she left in her wake
the abundance of which I could freely take

Color so vibrant brought my senses alive
Autumn! I am so glad you chose to arrive!

Rhyme
Leona J. Atkinson 09-23-13