Melody Rules
The eastern horizon striped red and blue
A crispness lingers from the night's cool
Early morn, shrubs and grass sprinkles with dew
A Mockingbird's clear notes' melody rules
A single loud cricket chirps a chorus
There is a peaceful feel to the porch's scene
No sirens, bombs, wars, causing a loud fuss
There is a time and quiet to softly dream
If only man's internal being's peace
Matched the scene of early morn's repose
Life as a whole from wars would then cease
More symphonies from man would be composed
Finis'
Sponsor: Kelly Deschler
Contest: Not Just Any Old Quatrain
Written: July 09-10, 2014
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2014
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