Monday, April 19, 2021

Cloud-sheep Shepherdess

 PAD Challenge day 19For today's prompt, write a poem with an animal in the title.


Through welkin mead spring's shepherdess
Wanders blue, flock-strewn hills
She plays Her flute with keen finesse
Where sun-sweet zephyr spills

To woodlands primed with pulsing bud
April's cantata falls
It teases flowers from the mud
To deck dull, barren halls

And from her perch beyond the scope
Of earth's four-season isle
We hear her happy hymns of hope
We sense Her friendly smile

Her sunny-honey-colored tress
Gleams like a diadem
The cloud-sheep love their Shepherdess
She loves each one of them

We kick off shoes to dance footloose
Beneath  flock-dappled glade
While tree-tops throb with soft chartreuse
'Neath April's serenade

Janet Martin



Song of Solomon 2:14

...let me see your face,

let me hear your voice;

for your voice is sweet,

and your countenance is lovely.


  

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