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| Red-bellied woodpecker |
Past the dogwoods we tread, listen as bluebird sings,
horse's honey-colored ears twitching back and forth,
hooves rhythmic, flushing out a brown thrasher as he wings
his way further beneath the mint-green brush.
A mewing escapes a budding bush; smile as catbird sings
his deception and young purple berries balance upon the vine.
Thrill to glorious splashes of scarlet darting amongst spring's
sun-sprinkled foliage: cardinal, red-bellied pecker, northern flicker;
woodland's rainbow skirting flirtatiously beneath branches that swing
and sway to mountain's gentle breeze as raindrops tap,
tap rhythmically upon forest's dirt path as songbirds sing.
by Margaret Bednar, February 26, 2018
This is for "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Fashion Me Your Words - Rainbows". We had to follow a set of rules which included end rhymes and repeated lines... click on the link for further info.
We've had some spring like weather here - we still have some cold snaps ahead of us but... the sun and breeze are promising wonderful things are around the corner. Can't wait until this poem rings true once again and spring is here!
3 comments:
You rainbowed your poem and resonated sith the word mentioned. You got the form and hanfled it quite nicely.
Thanks for participating Margaret
Muchđź’–love
I was riding along with you, Margaret, with you and your writer. I loved the ride, wish it were longer. Late winters on a warm day are sometime nicer than spring though those days hint of spring.
Our Redbud trees are blooming here, the Dogwood very soon will follow. I notice all the trees that had lost their leaves were budding. Wonderful change of seasons here, they were rough on several other areas this weekend.
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This is a wonderful joyful walk with all the birds... I love all the internal rhymes you have added that add to the song.
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