L Milton Hankins Poet Free verse

Walk Through the Meadow

I walked through the meadow this afternoon
To enjoy this spring’s bloodroot growing wild
Short-lived blooms soon disappearing among
The taller stalks of milkweed and columbine.
I masked today because the pollen count is high
[My spring bout with allergies is almost over]
So, I dare not tempt Mother Nature’s malady.
I see the red-winged blackbirds have returned,
Nesting in the old fencerow along the roadside
Where domestic daisies and asters proliferate,
And I suspect a nest of bunnies could be found.
Until worn down, the path is almost overgrown
Brownish dead stalks from the early spring snow
And I waded through a patch of beggar’s lice
Which I carried until I returned to my backyard
Then picking them off one by one, I fretted,
But my first trip of the year was so rewarding
And I could hardly wait to tell you what I saw. 

Written May 9, 2022
for "Brian Strand's Premier Poetry Contest"

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Caren Krutsinger May 13, 2022 at 2:35 PM Your imagery is gorgeously penned here "I see the red-winged blackbirds have returned, Nesting in the old fencerow along the roadside Where domestic daisies and asters proliferate," L Milton Hankins May 13, 2022 at 5:27 PM Well, that's what I hope to accomplish...the actual feel of a stroll in the afternoon through the meadow.

Bill Baker May 11, 2022 at 5:06 PM You maximized that walk, Milk, and got an enjoyable poem from it to boot. Thanks for sharing, Bill L Milton Hankins May 12, 2022 at 3:01 PM Thanks so much, Bill. The meadow is a place I invented for the sole purpose of writing about my adventures there.

Susan Lawrence May 9, 2022 at 10:36 PM I love riding along with you in your pocket Milt ! The sights , sounds and smells were delicious . I hope you picked a few flowers to bring back . A lovely stroll . Thank you ! Susan :) L Milton Hankins May 10, 2022 at 8:22 AM Thanks so much, Susan. I generally only pick one, which I put into a bud vase and set on my kitchen window.

Tom Cunningham May 9, 2022 at 12:16 PM Nothing beats a stroll through the countryside seeing the landscape that has been reborn. Tom L Milton Hankins May 9, 2022 at 12:20 PM Ah, 'tis so true, Tom. The breaths of fresh air nourish the soul.