HAIKU
My lawn’s white beauty
a cottonwood’s drapery
provides June “dress-up”
3/20/90 Phyllis VanVleck
Posted in haiku, Nature, Poetry, tagged beauty, cottonwood, drapery, lawn on Monday,June 15, 2009| Leave a Comment »
HAIKU
My lawn’s white beauty
a cottonwood’s drapery
provides June “dress-up”
3/20/90 Phyllis VanVleck
Posted in Animals, My Thoughts, Nature, Poetry, tagged autumn, chair, cottonwood, frost, leaves, mockingbird, porch, raccoon, rhyming, squirrel on Wednesday,November 5, 2008| Leave a Comment »
AUTUMN’S SONG
Autumn beckons me to sit
In my old rocking chair,
Out on the weathered farmhouse porch
Where magic’s everywhere.
A breeze is whispering lightly
Throwing kisses at my cheek,
A raccoon stops to take a drink
Down by the little creek.
Burning leave’s rich pungent smell
Lends credence to the scene,
As flaming gold and scarlet leaves
Change from emerald green.
The blue enameled sky above
Is cloudy here and there —
Like ribbons in its hair.
A honking chevron of wild geese
Are winging overhead
A sign for nature to prepare
For winter’s frosty bed.
From high up in a cottonwood
Where he is hard to see
A mockingbird trills the score
From summer’s melody.
Squirrels are busy storing nuts;
They’ll need them when it snows.
And daddy-long legs cluster up
Each time a cool wind blows.
A spider deftly spins a web
For one last hungry try;
As nature beds itself for sleep
He hopes a bug flies by.
A sluggish bee lights near my arm
And slowly cleans a wing.
He’s hypnotized by autumn’s song,
No need to fear his sting.
I rock in rhythm with the sounds
Of autumn’s pulsing beat,
And I think that I have never seen
A season quite as sweet.
9/22/93 Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck
2’nd … Indiana NPD 1994