I hear poetry …
in melodious notes of blue rain song
as emerald moss croons to the lonely stream
and shimmering fish dance in clear icy waters
— an arioso symphony–
When the white winter air clouds my warm breath
while grey doves huddle in the barren trees
and Northern Flickers peck, peck, peck
…I hear poetry

©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg

Author’s Note: I’m enjoying exploring the Puente form. To learn more about the Puente form, visit Shadow Poetry:

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