Francine Roberts Poet Tanka

Here, Behind the Trees

Green, green is my view
with bits of sky peeking through.
Sprinkler on the lawn
shows a rainbow passing by.
It's there then gone, there then gone.

Off behind the trees
sounds of traffic reach my ears.
My view ... unblemished.
I see green and green and blue
and the rainbows in the mist.

The trees sway at play
to a tune played by the wind.
Nature everywhere.
It's what I see from my door.
The city's hidden from view.

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Debbie Guzzi September 8, 2011 at 5:29 PM Thanks for the heads UP Francine..I fixed it the way you wanted..removing 1 syllable..HUGS [The view out my door is very rural too you can see it in my facebook ablums] light & love

Sara Kendrick September 8, 2011 at 1:03 PM Enjoyed reading this one..Very creative..So written from a scene at home..The rain was welcome here..Your presence at my work was uplifting..Sara

Carrie Richards September 8, 2011 at 10:42 AM Lovely view, it is seen through your eyes! I feel I am there....even the sound reaches my ear! Nicely descriptive, Francine! (Oh....and love the deer picture..how wonderful is that!) ps...many thanks for your tip on my 'squirrels being two syllables...I thought of that word as only one...thanks so much for letting me know...it is revised!)

Barbara Gorelick September 6, 2011 at 10:35 PM I wish I could say the same..the city hidden from view....love this.l BG

Andrea Dietrich September 6, 2011 at 8:58 PM wow, Francine, a stunning example for us. Wish mine ended up as poetic as yours! I saw the deer and I can believe you that the city is hidden from view!

Nancy Jones September 6, 2011 at 8:21 PM there then gone, there then gone... nicey! ~N