For today's prompt, write a homonym poem.
I began this post yesterday morning before Duty Beauty hailed...
The brook gurgles and bursts with lays
That sparkle to the sea...
From backroads to main thoroughfares
And all points in between
The landscape tosses fresh manes, fair
In dashing hues of green
The woodland wears an air of wealth
The wares of nature, free
For all to drink to our health
From founts of leaf-primed tree
Spring gushes from a trillion springs
Earth’s wakened deluge streams
Where bare branch bears from supple strings
A rush of bud-requiems
The robin, quite industrious
Flits to and fro, intent
In spite of housewife’s threat and fuss
To build nest in the vent
The brook gurgles and bursts with lays
That sparkle to the sea
To see the birds and hear their praise
Births praise in you and me
…for yellow frill of daffodil
For silver raindrop waltz
For purple pansy-violet thrill
For deep, blue, welkin vaults
For pastel-pink of blossom tulle
For sunbeam’s golden kiss
For all the Ways of Wonderful
Spring weighs our gaze with bliss
In beauty of both earth and sky
In heaven-hints unfurled
Without reserve, from God on high
To all the wooing world
© Janet Martin
Isa.40:22
He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth;
its dwellers are like grasshoppers.
He stretches out the heavens like a curtain,
and spreads them out like a tent to dwell in.
click HERE to read in full Isa. 40, entitled Here is Your God
…for yellow frill of daffodil
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