Singing a Song in Honor of the Wind
Melody of the west wind
Wafts into the courtyard
Tickling the fresh buds of an apple tree
I am enthralled, excited, enthused
Singing commences
A ditty I make up in honor of wind
An appreciative cloud gives me a nod
I feel validated
Oak tree scoffs
He is not as easily won over as wind or cloud
Matters not, I continue singing the wind song
Feeling the excitement of spring
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
