Trees seen whispering
To the fading grass below
“It’s that time again.
Leaves are preparing.
Who’ll be first to fall,
And cover you with color,
Smothering your blades,
Saturating the landscape
With variegated patchwork?”
Choka
Tag: grass
The Word
Soon
The grass
And the flowers
Will fade away
The lovely sounds
Smells and the sights of summer
Will all be gone from us
But the word of our God will stand
Strong, secure and true forever more
Reverse Nonet
Autumn
Leaves fall
Nature prepares
For its sleep
Flowers fade
Grapes wither on the vine
Bird song quiets down
Shadorma
The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God stands forever. -Isaiah 40:8
A Walk in the Park
Mid-Day Meeting
Bolt
Original Ekphrastic Poetry by Leona J. Atkinson ©2014
[NaPoWritMo–Day 27–Ekphrastic poem] [April 2014 PAD Challenge–Day 27]
Aha! The Intruder
I hear chirping in the meadow,
I run quickly to see!
Have the little songbirds returned?
Oh really, can it be?
Am I once again to be blessed,
by the sweet, cheerful sounds,
of the little creatures singing,
among the reeds that grace the grounds?
Ah, yes, I see a flutter, a movement on a reed!
But, now the chirping sounds alarming,
And causes me to wonder indeed!
The song is not one so charming,
but one full of alarm and fright.
A clear sound of warning,
a chirp commanding quick flight!
Then, out of the corner of my eye,
I see a movement in the grass.
What is out there in the meadow?
Something that seems to trespass…
Aha! Tis the neighbor’s cat,
Seeking to find the sound that she too heard.
She left her perch whereupon she sat,
to discover the chirping bird!
Now, this story has a happy ending,
of which I am glad indeed!
For the little bird took flight,
before the cat reached it’s reed!
Rhyme
Leona J. Atkinson 09-05-13
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