Sara Kendrick Poet Rhyme

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Somewhat like my porch..Sara

Allowed One More Morning On the Porch

The air has calmed and clouds amassed
Vultures don't soar there's no storm 
Crows caw near my door join rooster's chorus
Trees slowly undress show their form

The crispness in the air lends calm
Sun rises clear pale yellow_bold
Empty feeling presses upon being
Is it from season's change to cold

Somewhat eerie windchimes stark still
Like a lull before the main storm
An ominous feeling of abode
Or suddenly seeing strange form

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Earle Brown November 18, 2011 at 9:37 AM I love This write. Nice wording

Don Johnson November 17, 2011 at 4:50 PM Sara, great poetry here, winter here is lovely, no numb fingers or toes.. Bit harder to get out of bed , good sleeping weather....summer the heat and sweat drives you out sooner ...sometimes

Don Johnson November 17, 2011 at 3:24 PM Yes i do like this poem, like the word flow, drives it home ....

Judy Ball November 14, 2011 at 5:17 PM Hmmmmm There is a certain feel to this Sara. I could picture a girl standing by the door to her farm house looking out at the front yard. she notices the changes taking place in the weather but there seems to be an ominous foreboding she can't quite figure out. A good write. God Bless, JB

Nette Onclaud November 14, 2011 at 2:06 PM a reat poetic delight with such vivid images,good phrasing and a sense of foreboding, sara... greeat stuff!: huggs!

Jack Horne November 14, 2011 at 12:42 PM What a beautiful piece, Sara - just loved the trees undressing line

Russell Sivey November 14, 2011 at 12:41 PM Wow Sara, this is a wonderful write! I have enjoyed this one a lot! "The crispness in the air lends calm " man is that not one of the greatest lines you've ever wrote!! The description of this poem is certainly one of the best!! I can not only draw images with this work but I can also feel everything within it!! Powerful work!!

Tim B November 14, 2011 at 11:28 AM Well done, captured that strange churning feeling inside when we think of how lucky we are that we are allowed that one more morning whilst everything else begins to die. Yet somehow it is a beautiful calm, before that "main storm". A favorite, this one.