Posted in Freedom-July 2013, Rhyme

An Early Morning Visitor


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


Posted in June 2013

Unwelcome Visitor

Sitting on my deck
Enjoying the view,
of clouds so white and fluffy
 and skies of brilliant blue.
Things seem so peaceful,
As far as eye can see,
Until a little spider,
Decides to visit me!

Leona J. Atkinson

Posted in NaPoWriMo 2013

NaPoWriMo 2013, #5–Change

Often times an unwelcome intruder,
It comes suddenly without warning,
Other times it creeps up upon us slowly.
It never seeks a welcome.
It cares not for acceptance.
Once it enters our world things are never the same again.
The only thing that can be said about it is that it is inevitable.
 It is everywhere.
We can seek to avoid it.
Try to resist it.
Pray it never comes.
But eventually, it will arrive in some way or another.
So we can accept it, make the best of it, and  move on,
Or let it embitter us so that we become stagnant products in its wake.
Our response to it is what makes the difference in the end.
Leona J. Atkinson  04-05-13