FRAGRANT SCENT
Fragrant
scent fills the air,
riding on a spring breeze
along the fence where bushes grow
lilacs.
8/1/05 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck
Posted in Cinquain, Nature, tagged breeze, bush, lilac, scent on Friday,July 3, 2009| Leave a Comment »
FRAGRANT SCENT
Fragrant
scent fills the air,
riding on a spring breeze
along the fence where bushes grow
lilacs.
8/1/05 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck
Posted in ecology, Nature, Poetry, tagged backyard, butterflies, fragrance, perfume, petals, rhyming, scent on Thursday,September 18, 2008| Leave a Comment »
SUMMER SCENT
The bushes in my big backyard
Are now in scented bloom
Emitting fragrance all day long . . .
My garden’s sweet perfume
Butterflies are lured by scent
So dine upon them all
And they will be there every day
Until the petals fall
7/12/00 Phyllis DeWitt-VanVleck
Posted in Animals, Inspirational, Nature, Poetry, tagged birds, breeze, bugs, cloud, darkness, dusk, fireflies, flowers, fragrance, frogs, loon, moon, night, owl, rhyming, scent, sky, stars, sunset, tree on Saturday,August 16, 2008| 2 Comments »
NIGHT’S BLESSING
At the end of the day
When the sun’s last ray
Is just a sliver of light
Darkness starts to descend
To signal day’s end
And the earth nods into night
Day’s fragrance is rent
By night’s earthly scent
Daylight beds down with a yawn
As dusk takes away
The heat of the day
The curtain of night is drawn
Heaven’s jewels wink down
From their heavenly crown
The landscape’s kissed by the moon
While the frogs and bugs
On their lily pad rugs
Compose a melodious tune
Fireflies wing by
As the breeze gives a sigh
Birds settle down for the night
While an owl in a tree
Winks flirtatiously
Then spreads his wings in flight
A cloud in the sky
Drifts lazily by
And then it shadows the moon
That strange mournful plea
Near a lakeside tree
Is just the call of a loon
Like strings of wee beads
On webs in the weeds
Dew jewels silken threads
Flowers here and there
Bow crowns as in prayer
Nodding their beautiful heads
As night settles down
She puts on her gown
To cloak earth’s sleepy breast
For it’s part of God’s plan
And a blessing to man
That we’re given this time of rest
6/23/72 Phyllis DeWitt VanVleck