spring zephyr

south wind
it blows wildly
sound rushes through treetops
directional wave of grass
pushes

 

pushes
squeaky windmill
empty swings randomly
hapless birds trying to fly straight
tired

 

tired
of the battle
we walk along with wind
find fallen branches to pick up
gather

 

gather
gardening tools
desire to plant flowers
but fear wind will beat petals off
too strong

 

too strong
mow lawn instead
fragrant clippings breeze by
young squirrels chase each other’s tails
south wind

 


Cinquain chain (5 stanzas of 5 lines each) in Crapsey form (2-4-6-8-2 syllable lines) connecting with Laura, our host for MTB challenge at dVerse Poets

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Björn Rudberg (brudberg)
    May 08, 2022 @ 10:32:28

    Sometimes you just have to give in to the wind…. maybe tomorrow it will have lessened

    Reply

  2. revivedwriter
    May 07, 2022 @ 20:36:56

    Nice write. 🙂 I really like the “squeaky windmill” line.

    Reply

  3. SelmaMartin
    May 07, 2022 @ 20:23:47

    This is lovely, Lynn dear. A lot going on with a force we cannot see— but we know is there. Like our God we know is there. May He always be the wind beneath our wings. Thanks for sharing (reading it on a Sunday)
    Have a nice weekend. 😘

    Reply

  4. Dee Min
    May 07, 2022 @ 20:18:33

    Love this Lynn!!!!

    Reply

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