Brown Wren Sentential
I peer through the globe that is my window
To watch the shower of fleecy snow
Spun into a blanket upon natures spindle
A white coverlet setting the landscape aglow
The craving comes from out of nowhere
For a fat cigar and a glass of rum
Whilst fishing from my rickedy pier that meanders
Lazily swaying with each swamp breath across the run
The engaging vision reluctantly flees
Leaving a pirating catfish leaping to catch a bluefly
As a shadowy muddled quiver of dread impedes
I return to my window and the view outside
A brown wren sentential is standing watch
Amongst the icy twigs in my sleeping garden
Quietly patient clinched firm its clout
I wished for, but heard not its sweet warbling anthem
What I wonder does it defend; I search the horizon
Thoroughly perusing all four points of the compass
Find a frolicking family of squirrels on a forage mission
So carefree leaping pine branches in an effervescent dance
Far south a rich green and tenebrous yellow river drifts past
High above two house wrens dip and expose flashing yellow tails
Their rich bubbly chorus an angelic welcome blest
Calling the hidden fish as men cast rods of baited appeal
They’re quick to dart for the rich banquet of flies
That thrive in the swamps languid environs
Not so the bleak statue so still under white swirling sky
The marble cairns gone silently into the heavens
(clarice) 03/22/2012
Tags: nature
March 22, 2012 at 9:49 pm |
Marvelously written poetic contrast to the lands still under snow on the first day of spring and those far south already breeding all manner of life and love and song in the warm sun–all on the same day!
April 16, 2013 at 5:52 am |
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March 24, 2014 at 3:55 pm |
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