Backyard Glen

Tucked among the hedge rows
in winter green of backyard glen,
the tiny maple grows.

Its leaves a golden bed
for rabbit, mouse or partridge hen,
with strands of pine straw wed.

Beauty to all who see
the silence deep on scene of night,
pureness akin to chi

Rising sharply from brush,
doves cloister in concord of flight,
at mornings's hint of blush.

Nov. 21, 2012  Charles Henderson
I have this listed as a triolet, but it is not.  
My rhyme scheme is aba, cbc, ded, fef
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Dietrich Avatar
January 10, 2013 at 7:57 PM
oh ok, as I was reading, I could tell it was not triolet Anyway, it is very pretty.
Gasun Avatar
November 23, 2012 at 4:56 PM
It's a very beautiful poem you've penned my dear Charles! I've enjoyed reading it. Great write indeed! Congratulations! Thank you so much for sharing and my awesome placement in your contest. Have a blessed and grace-filled time/day! love and hugs, Leonora
Guzzi Avatar
November 23, 2012 at 8:49 AM
Chas read it outloud you start so well and end weakly..in the last verse you need some 's's? either make it 1 dove or doves and flights? and the word chi feels wrong here. Gobble Day was just that totally unprayerful, mostly unthankful BUT no FIGHTS yeah! Light & Love
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November 21, 2012 at 8:23 PM
Real peaceful scene from you here Charles, (thanks for the heads up on the title ) yours Joe..
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