Sara Kendrick Poet Free verse

Wild Open Rich Woods

As the Robins dart across
Ignoring the clouds of gray
And cold breeze with the dry air
Bob their heads eating a bug

Something to me not there
The Redbuds that in the wild
Do grow begin to show their
True colors along the roads

Nestled beside are trees that
Are beginning to awake
Soon different shades of green 
Will canvas the wild spring woods

Each tree shows its beautiful
Or knarled structure that's not
Now hidden by leaf, flower
Some being stately, others

Seem to be very dower
Some look as though being crowned
Or shaped by ice storm, children 
Climbing on the young weak limbs

Each one having a beauty
All their own adorning the
Woods giving rich character
To the wild open rich woods

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Chenoa Shiningwater April 3, 2010 at 2:38 AM You have written of Mother well and I was smiling as I walked with your words.Beautiful!

Andrea Dietrich March 10, 2010 at 1:22 PM wonderful desciption in this one, Sara. Me gusta mucho! LUv, andrea

James Fraser March 7, 2010 at 8:11 AM Sara, this is a scene i would like to appreciate. Your words have painted a beautiful place >> just lovely >> James

Daniel Cheeseman March 5, 2010 at 4:26 AM Loved it loved it loved it Sara great ode to nature , thanks so much for your support Daniel

Doris Culverhouse March 4, 2010 at 12:29 PM well put mother dear.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 4, 2010 at 12:03 PM A beautiful nature poem ..so ready to breath some nature and Spring in again..thankxxx for an exquisite write Sara..luv.. Linda-Marie..

Not Anymore March 4, 2010 at 7:10 AM rhythm is the "Da Dum, Da Dum," of a poem. It's the difference between free verse and blank verse. Words have different rhythms each. Fe: "accentuate"goes Da Da Dum Da

Not Anymore March 4, 2010 at 6:32 AM I don't know why, but it reminds me of the smell of the scene mostly, rather than the sight or sounds. Maybe's it's because I remember Oklahoma when I read it. I bet you can do more with it. I also understand it's free verse but to me, it would be very easy to make it rhyme or at least have rhythym. Good luck if decide to grow it some more.