Valley Floor
Wild flower blossoms paint the valley floor
Looking like a quilted tapestry
Silent water sits in stagnant ponds
Bull rushes gather standing like guards
Surrounding the waters edge
A lone loon calls a haunted melody
Bull frogs 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 became a musical fanfare.
Phyllis Babcock was born in Saskatchewan, Canada in 1951 and currently resides in Regina with her husband. She has been blessed with two wonderful sons and daughter-in-laws. She has two grandsons and two granddaughters. She started writing poetry in 2004 and joined Poetry Soup site in 2006. She has been published in two anthologies, On Butterfly Wings and Snippets. Her work has also appeared on Poetry.com and in a local seniors’ newspaper. She feels writing has been a wonderful journey, meeting many new poets and writers along the way.
Hi Phyllis...Lovely poem, a feeling of serenity came over me as I read it. Nicely said. Thanks for sharing...~Chris
ReplyDeleteGreat visual Phyllis - a joy to read, for sure! Rhoda
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ReplyDeleteSuch imagery is remarkable. A fantastic description, it totally encapsulates the mind. There's life in that pond, Phyllis brings it to life with her words.
Phyllis, I very much enjoyed your wonderful poem full of imagery. I loved it! Thank you for sharing your amazing talent.
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Excellent imagery that appeals to the senses. Nature's music is much appreciated! Well done, Phyllis. // paul
ReplyDeleteNice work, Phyllis. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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