Here in the orchard where I sit
a floral choir sings for me
a hymn that only I can hear
with blended voices--harmony!
Here in the orchard where I sit
white apple trees sway in the breeze,
line dancers of a stage revue,
an audience of one to please.
Here in the orchard where I sit
on thick new grass, uncut, lush green,
red-breasted robin visits me
and boldly pecks for worm unseen.
Here in the orchard where I sit,
I sense God's presence everywhere--
in flowers, trees, and whisp'ring breeze--
and I'm aware He's truly there.
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Writing Prompt |
Write a poem which incorporates at least two colors. The idea is to use colors to infer meaning. Poem may be rhyming or not. |
Author Notes
This ekphrastic poem is inspired by a Claude Monet painting�?�¢??SPRINGTIME IN THE ORCHARD, courtesy of a Google images.
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