A Belle Crooning Nature's Glee

I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree— A belle crooning nature’s glee, Splendorous as seasons’ glory. A ballad of resplendent spring In stanzas cherry-blossom pink Uplifting moods of lovers Lost in heart-shaped leaves Fluttering soft lavender breeze Arousing romantic appeal In fuchsia hues of redbud trees. A verse of feisty summer winds Swaying beats of majestic oak Rustling big-leaf maple trees Hosting dance of perky sparrows Choreographing mating tempo-- Magnolia’s white blooms evoke. A lyric of autumn’s aspirations Scripting chorus in blazing colors, Red, orange, purple, yellow, On maple, hickory, birch, sycamore, Strumming strings of alluring refrains-- Rhythms waltzing fervid meadows. A cadent song of winter’s chill Shuddering vibes of barren trees Yet, charmingly pretty as can be When snowflakes gently falling Invoke tunes of season’s greetings Crowning tips of ornamental twigs As hearts’ melodies merrily sing. February 7, 2020 Placed 1st: Famous poetic lines 2 poetry contest Sponsor: Silent One “I think that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree” by Joyce Kilmer HM: Strand select H contest by Brian Strand