|Photo courtesy of Jaime Clark|
Through glass eyes
I see you.
My heart cold,
no longer green with envy.
Songless, I let go.
by Margaret Bednar
This is for Imaginary Garden with Real Toad's "A Mini-Challenge for Sunday - Extreme Close-Up. The photography was provided by Jamie Clark and I also used her title for the photo as my inspiration for a poem (Thanks, Jaimie, hope you don't mind.)
The "marching orders" also consisted of writing a Shadorma: a poem in six lines, using a syllabic count of 3-5-3-3-7-5 per line. And, lucky me, no rhyming.
Katydid's are easily heard, but not usually seen. They "sing" to each other by rubbing their forewings together.