Snow!
So white!
Lightly falling
On the meadow,
Covering the walkway.
Children excitedly shout
“Snow Day!” as schools choose to close.
Traffic slowly moves on the highway.
It’s amazing how snow changes our lives,
And it’s just tiny snowflakes stuck together!
Etheree
Leona J. Atkinson 12-06-13
You’ve Never Seen a Snowflake in This Much Detail!
Photographer Alexey Kljatov has captured a breathtaking collection of magnified flakes
Down in the meadow
A songbird sings its sweet song
Western Meadowlark
Haiku
Leona J. Atkinson 11-28-13
The Western Meadowlark was chosen as the State Bird of Oregon in 1927. It is known for it’s distinctive and beautiful song.
Listen to a video recording of the Western Meadowlark’s beautiful song at this link:
youtube=http://youtu.be/lvAUgFb1cLY
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
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
White butterflies flutter
In and out of the meadow
Competing with bees
Haiku
Leona J. Atkinson
08-06-13
Sweet sounds fill the air
Birds in the meadow singing
Music to my ears
Haiku
Leona J. Atkinson
07-24-13
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
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