Sara Kendrick Poet Rhyme

Weighted By the Fog

The crows' caws weighted by the fog
float upon heavy air
and katydids sing elaborate
tunes, songs not so rare

Summer's vocals freely vibrate
Around headed to fall
The last chance to flirt and dance
Before Jack Frost's first call

The hum of a well tuned engine
Summer's delicate sounds
Shortly will be ushered into
winter's end, wait__ spring's crown 

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Howard Kerr July 12, 2026 at 11:49 PM Your rhyme poem, Sara, is a subtle stylish work with absolutely awesome descriptions. Magnificent. Howard K Sara Kendrick July 13, 2026 at 5:35 AM Thank you, Howard. I was out on the porch that morning and a truck coming up the road disturbed my peace and the quiet. I appreciate you reading my work from so far back. Sara K.

Nette Onclaud September 14, 2014 at 8:44 PM you're nature's finest artist, sara... beautiful.. how are you?.. huggs

Tiaua M Ioane September 2, 2014 at 7:01 AM What beautiful imageries dear Sara, I live in the tropics so we are not blessed with the highs and lows of seasonal changes. One cannot enjoy the warmth of summer unless one goes thru the coldness of winter, such is the wisdom of God, I loved your poem. Luv, Tiaua.

James Fraser September 1, 2014 at 4:45 PM Aye, Summers on the turn, Autumn now awaits, then the cold arrives, as we venture through Winters gate. The afresh the season brings, probably my favourite season, yep, it's Spring. Lovely poetry Sara - James ........ :)

Carolyn Devonshire September 1, 2014 at 2:02 PM Dear Sara, You have some brilliant imagery in this poem - the crows weighted by fog, katydids singing and Jack Frost coming to call. I know you'll be as happy as I will when the weather cools off. Love and blessings, Carolyn