GARDEN PATH SERENE Simple and serene garden paths meander rambling scented of sweet heather basil, sage, and thyme green mossy stones create a fuzzy footed walk over which hanging grape vines cling together forming a cool delicious canopy singing silver wind chimes hang from branches low offer gentle music swinging hammock rocking - stomach full dreams of garden parties attended by faierie kings linger in my thoughts while resting porch swing - swings babbling brook washes smooth the never ending stones competing with pebble bird-bath fountain chortling and water sprinklers moans birds in song and flowers in bloom colors and sounds surround the dappled sun peeks through the trees and dances upon the sloping ground a bob white's song heard from pastures far prompts me to perform I pucker up my lips and whistle ...he repeats my tune simple and serene my garden paths do so delight I wonder here and wonder there wandering everywhere mornings, afternoons, evenings and nights by Sheryl McCurdy |
POETRY |
AN INVITATION TO WINTER Undulating rivulets carpeted the ancient face of the pond as I dangled my feet there bare of a summer day winter was a dewdrop cool to the tongue beading on the wavering horizon cavorting shyly hoping for an invitation to play by Sheryl McCurdy |