Lyric of the Marshland
Sweet butterscotch dew dimples on the lips of daffodils
In flourishing fields fondled by four leaf clover
Each scant spikelet of small white blooms playfully pleasure
Rejoicing with fragrance within this meadow of elation
Full throated birdsongs from summer clad throngs
On painted wings twittering mimics to the joyful muse
Singing...I belong, I belong, I belong
Basking in the beams that blanket with golden warmth
Flittering, fluttering, tittering, shimmering butterfly wings
Catch the amicable air stream gliding to each flush of flowers
While the bustling boom of buzzing bees flaunt and flirt
With tiny tendrils and pistils laden with summer succulence
Marigold marshes pop aloud with a scented stinky snout
While the honeysuckle mingles and clings to save the day
Dragonfly wings scour the sky above the tadpole's glug and splosh
As caterpillars lazily race for the next bite on half-eaten leaves
The standing creek lies bogged with meditative stillness
As it ever recedes ritually to the shallows in the vaporous heat
Filching foamy froth for snapping turtles, water striders and snails
As it belches its murky gases from soggy bottom sludge
This serendipitous splendor of sensuous sparkling soulfulness
This symbiotic symphony of nature's stirring recital repeats
In the eyes that behold, the nose that savors, the ears that revel
The touch that embraces and the heart that remembers...
This Heaven on Earth - This Heartsong!
July 6, 2020
butter flies and marshes mellow Poetry Contest
sponsored by Kai Michael Neumann
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