Thursday, June 02, 2005

Solstice

Nature soaks our senses
as her summer spree commences,
scaling all our fences —
sights and sounds and scents galore!

Butterflies in full bloom,
reeling from the perfume,
touch and go the nectar plume
like bubbles bobbing by.

Quiver in a fern curl —
sneak a peek — a gray squirrel
emerges with a tail twirl
and business on his mind.

Chatter brings a blue jay
screaming down the runway,
mantis folds himself to pray
and bumble hums along.

Sally Bacchetta 2004

2 Comments:

At 11:24 PM, Blogger Pseudo-intellectual lunatic said...

Love your poems keep it up

 
At 11:27 PM, Blogger Derek said...

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