I found I have accumulated quite a few poems in the past years so I decided  to put them somewhere to be read.

 

Summer Symphony

 

Mourning Dove

Sounding sadness over dew-wet 

melancholy dawns

bringing embrace to

failings and frailness

allowing me to release

 

House Finch

Melodiously  atwitter in the apple tree

in a backdrop of cotton clouds and rustling breezes

keeping all abreast of who’s where

issuing proclamation of territory

comforting me in continuum

 

Meadowlark

Trilling shrill over your field domain

of Queen Anne’s lace and milkweed

punctuating my hazy summer afternoons

with familiar tones

anchoring me to place and being

 

Crow

Imperious and divisive rasping

heralding reality from a power line

bringing me back to now

and days duties where

stalwart purpose shatters frail poignancy

 

Bouncing back, fingers are poised for another keyboard excursion.

-Jerry Wendt 2013