My dog lay sleeping; Recharging energy stores, Serene, sweet, slumber.
Regal, ebon crane Glides through swamp-realm reeds; unseen, Protected from harm. p
Ever shifting skies Like water-color brush strokes Tinting glist’ning shores.
Thistle slits ready Feral felines far below Supper safe – I sing!
🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊 Out-cropped rock ledge, tossed ashore by massive storm surge; here and gone – for now. 🌊🌊🌊🌊🌊
🍀🍀🍀 Shades of blue-green clouds Kiss sun-soaked farm scene below Bucolic beauty. 🍀🍀🍀
Soaring sunward, o’er Gathering cloud-clumps, ‘neath an Azure atmosphere.
Alas, they are gone, Flown to sunny, warmer climes, Snow birds on the wing.
Perfect poked holes poised Cicada cacophony Canopy chorale