Paulette Calasibetta Poet Rhyme

Late Summer

Down in the Meadow
                               below the fenced in spaces,
                         the grassy hill gives way, to natures
                                    rambling places.

                              The musing sun on high,
                               plays peek-a-boo with
                            clouds that pause and pose,
                              then gracefully drift by.

                 A humble pond that ripples with delight,
                   an open haven for passing birds, who
               dip their feathers, before their fearless flight.

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Jc Hawkens April 18, 2020 at 12:38 PM Your poem is picturesque of a tranquil summer's peaceful resolve to a slow autumn arrival. You have an eloquence in your expressions. a fav for me Paulette Calasibetta April 18, 2020 at 2:29 PM Thank you so much for ALL your abundantly supportive comments on my poems. You have inspired me to write again; I have put my writing aside, and need to get back to it. Again Thank You.