The Forecast

Today’s poem is a Demi-Sonnet, which consists of 7 lines and either slant rhyme or rhyme in a pattern of ABCDDAB. Last month, I had a visit from a Chuck Will’s Widow (they sound like whippoorwills) as the tree farm was being clear cut. Our Loblolly pines are becoming telephone poles, and the birds that were here have all moved on to trees on other farms.

The Forecast

Chuck Will’s Widow forecasts gloom

from atop the Loblolly pines

some say they’re spirits standing guard

there in the darkness of the night

have you seen one? an eerie sight!

but which side should prepare for doom?

she’s perched between two property lines……

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  1. I’m so sad for your pines, the birds, and all the peace in the world chopped down for telephone poles. Ugh!

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