L Milton Hankins Poet Terza Rima

Soft Shades of Olive

Soft shades of olive, emerald, and peridot
Filter through the early morning gray mists,
Greening of spring in my beloved meadow.

A stroll through the lea tops my daily lists
Some time just for me to inhale the fresh air,
The one thing during winter I most missed.

Amazingly refreshing to stroll without care
Among the wildflowers, along a dense trail,
Quiet moments reflecting, no drama or flair.

This morning I inadvertently scared up quail,
A most invigorating experience, without fail. 

Written April 18, 2022

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Caren Krutsinger April 20, 2022 at 11:28 AM This verdant missive is delightful and insightful, and written in the most lovely way. L Milton Hankins April 20, 2022 at 1:55 PM Ah, thanks, Caren. I sort of like this one myself. Thanks for the lovely comment.