Poetry

I wonder if every reader wishes at some point that she could write?   Over the years I've tried my hand at short stories.  I've even written the odd script or two for the drama team at church.  But the form of writing I keep coming back to is poetry.  I rarely share my poetry but have lately been playing around with it again. 

A friend has a story blog (Sort and Polish you should check it out) and she wrote a blog that inspired my latest poem.  her blog starts with We awoke to the song of a frog this morning.   I took that simple phrase and came up with this.

I awoke to the song of a frog today

A solo before the chorus joined in,

With the wind keeping time in a breezy beat,

Nature’s band tuned to the pitch of the dawn   

First a bass, then an alto entered the song

While the trill of a bird sang counterpoint

In harmony nature’s song was sung

As if it was meant to be heard today

By The Creator of music;

and me.