L Milton Hankins Poet Pastoral

Impressions On a Central Florida Farm

Tall oak trees with shawls of Spanish moss
Tower over palmettos scorched and brown,
The rain drenches quickly from clouds
Heavy to pass on through the rising mists,
As the rude chimes sound mechanical
Creative melodies reverberating in protest,
Across the pasture where horses graze
Casually 'til late afternoon becomes dusk.

written June 5, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger June 11, 2021 at 11:49 AM I feel I am there, watching that moss sway, feeling the warmth but not the humidity so thank you! L Milton Hankins June 11, 2021 at 12:18 PM Aw, thank you, Caren, for your comment. I was there when I wrote this.

Gershon Wolf June 8, 2021 at 7:19 PM You powerful impressionistic poem takes me right to the middle of Florida, Milt. Better than a 300-page travelogue. Superb poesy. :) gw L Milton Hankins June 8, 2021 at 7:37 PM Ah, thanks so much, gw. I was sitting in a rocking chair on the veranda and loving it. Glad you enjoyed it, too.