Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

On My Walk

The basin in the water fountain
Was completely full
With water and with pigeons,
Drawn there by a hot day’s pull.

I watched the birds all splashing,
Beaks and feathers soaking wet,
As they cooled themselves from mugginess,
Which isn’t over yet.

Nearby, a man played trumpet;
He was learning, that was clear,
Though the pigeons didn’t let
His muted bellows interfere.

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Caren Krutsinger September 3, 2021 at 11:41 AM Your end rhymes are so terrific, I like running over here to see what you have done next.

Jan Allison August 17, 2021 at 3:15 PM what awesome imagery Ilene, sounds like a lovely scene:-) hugs Jan xx