Phyllis Babcock Poet Free verse

Valley Floor

Wild flower blossoms paint the valley floor
Resembling quilted tapestry
Silent water sits in stagnant ponds
Bull rushes gather standing like guards
Surrounding the waters edge
A lone loon calls a haunting melody
Bullfrogs croak while crickets noisily chirp
The pond becomes a gathering place
Crows join in squawking harmony
Clinging to bended willow trees
Coyotes join in with lowly howls
A peaceful valley becomes a musical fanfare.


20/03/15

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Emile Pinet March 27, 2015 at 2:07 PM Very well put with easy flow rhythm and impeccable imagery. Emile.#7

Connie Marcum Wong March 24, 2015 at 2:16 AM A beautiful mélange of colorful spring is expressed in this lovely poem Phyllis. I so enjoyed it! 7

Anne-Lise Andresen March 23, 2015 at 1:35 PM - A beautiful poem, in a peaceful image dear Phyllis - I wish you a wonderful new week, spring is on its way now :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Andrea Dietrich March 22, 2015 at 11:26 PM thanks for taking time out , dear, to see so many of my poems! Hope your spring is coming to STAY now!!

Lindsay Laurie March 22, 2015 at 2:48 AM G'day Phyllis... the joy of spring's arrival. There's no better band than Mother Nature's symphany orchestra. Regards - Lindsay Phyllis Babcock March 22, 2015 at 11:47 AM Hi my friend thanks for your comment on my poem. It used to be an summer evenings fanfare when we were on the farm. Used to hate when the coyotes would be howling and then get the dogs going too.

James Peranteau March 21, 2015 at 4:28 PM So wonderful dear poet ! Many souls have the flowery seens all spoken for in poetry, it was grand to see the somewhat tougher side of natures wonderful adornments....fine write Phyllis...Have a wonderful weekend....much love, james Phyllis Babcock March 22, 2015 at 11:44 AM This is the real natural side of nature and glad you enjoyed my down to earth description of the fanfare. Have a nice weekend too. love phyl

Daver Austin March 21, 2015 at 10:21 AM Love this sound fanfare, Phyllis. One of your best. Love, daver Phyllis Babcock March 22, 2015 at 11:42 AM thanks for your comment and glad you enjoyed my poem.

Andrea Dietrich March 20, 2015 at 11:01 PM ahhh, and it all becomes a musical fanfare. Cool description, you little nature lover, you!! Phyllis Babcock March 22, 2015 at 11:41 AM yes with all the squawking and howling going on and then it would get the dogs barking on top of it all the river became a nightly musical place