Twilight.
Curious sight.
Songbirds are gathering
Like sentries upon the high wires.
Such chatter!
Crows scatter
As the feathered army increases.
A line of defense
Upon the wires.
Bird war!
Mirror Cinquain
Leona J. Atkinson 08-22-13
Caw! Caw! Caw!
He said,
while perching on my deck.
Standing tall,
He raised his head,
Caw! Caw! Caw!
This unwelcome visitor
awoke and rousted me from bed.
Caw! Caw! Caw!
Other places he could land.
He chose my deck instead.
Caw! Caw! Caw!
Loudly, boldly,
His voice pled,
Caw! Caw! Caw!
Then he was gone.
Into the meadow he fled.
Caw! Caw! Caw!
Leona J. Atkinson 07-20-13
Veronica Speedwell!
I am so pleased to meet you today,
As you bask in the sun along the roadway.
Your purple spikes reach toward the sky,
Attracting bird and butterfly.
You’re such a carefree perennial,
As you bid travelers “speed you well”.
I think in my garden you should dwell,
Miss Veronica Speedwell .
Leona J. Atkinson
05-09-13
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 