(Songbirds, 1995, watercolor, Jane Kohut-Bartels)
Over at dversepoets pub, Victoria is presenting the lovely challenge of quadrilles, a poetry form of exactly 44 words. The key word is ‘sound’. I haven’t written many quadrilles, but today in searching for any inspiration, I thought of the many birds I hear during the day and night. Couldn’t fit in the hoot owls though, those scary little monsters of the night.
Lady Nyo
Day’s Symphony
I awake to the sound of raucous songbirds
Too near my bed.
Outside the rooster crows and crows,
Until I attend his sermon.
The hawks scream above the clouds,
Hunting horns with feathers.
At dusk, mourning doves
Deliver the benediction of night.
Jane Kohut-Bartels
Copyrighted, 2017
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