By Mary Bone
Mary Bone’s poems were previously published at Best Poetry by Editor Guy Farmer Website: www.Bestpoetry.com
Sunlit Garden Path
A sunlit garden path, with roses in full bloom. The aroma is heavenly. It is a great place to relax and smell the flowers.
Sentence Deconstruction
I deconstructed a sentence broke it down to the letters fileting the words with a knife, somehow I ended up with chopped suey.
The End of Summer
Leaves are falling, Fall is in the air. A fresh wind is blowing, signaling the end of summer.
Fall’s Early Entrance
A summer breeze blew leaves across the sky. The leaves landed in piles at the base of a tree. Children played all afternoon Jumping and having fun.
The Nibblers
This year’s harvest could have fed the hungry, If the deer hadn’t eaten the tops off the okra stalks. If the grasshoppers didn’t swarm and eat every green thing I had planted, except my cucumbers. The potatoes stayed underground during the blight and survived. Several rain showers helped to bring on more leaves to the base of the stalks. We are hoping something doesn’t nibble on the yellow blooms peeking out for a second chance, so they can hopefully present themselves.
Rattlesnake
As I walked through tall grass, I heard a rattle and saw a movement winding through the grass. I stood still as the danger slithered by. I had been warned.
Paper Dolls
My paper umbrella melted in the rain. Pulp tears cascaded to the ground. I was a paper doll, who rode an invisible train. The tea set caught water. The mud cookies crumbled. Playtime was postponed until another day.
Sleeping Dogs
When sleeping dogs arise and look all around, they can cut you down to size, without a single sound. I’ve decided not to tread too close to sleeping dogs.
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