The 2023 Poem A Day Prompt this morning at Writer’s Digest: write a sound poem. This could be a poem filled with rhymes or alliteration, but it could also be about listening to sounds that are being made.
Okay. Here’s mine. 🙂
Gentle breeze
plop…
whistles its way
plop…plop
to a serious wind
plop…plop…plop
rustling, then shaking
plop…plop…plop
the overloaded pine tips
plop…plop…plop…plop
bit by bit relieving them
plop…plop…plop
of nature’s fecundity
plop…plop…plop
last summer’s harvest
plop…plop…plop
as if she were planning
plop…plop…plop
on seeding a whole forest
plop…plop…plop…plop
with the wind’s kind help
plop…plop…plop
The swishing pine boughs
plop…plop…plop
sigh, in gratitude you’d say
plop…plop…plop
shake themselves and raise
plop…plop…plop
their liberated tips
plop…plop
to the sky
plop…
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Lovely. I thought it was going to be about men with chainsaws destroying a forest. This was a pleasant surprise 🙂
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Glad you liked it. The title was a flash of inspiration. 🙂
This poem composed itself as we drove past a small stand of pines yesterday, their tips weighted down with cones. I told my husband, “Those poor pines need a good wind.”
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