My jewel has no price

by JLR

Oh, the rain,
rhapsodizing with the whisper of a breeze.
So flourishing and verdant is my vista.
The sun-dappled plants and varied trees
drink drunkenly of nature’s elixir
falling each afternoon, as humidity
squeezes large droplets of moisture
from a drizzle into showers,
spattering, sprinkling
then splashing, then suddenly gone.
Unspoiled, woodsy, ferny,
my backyard is paradisiacal.

Oh, so still.
This resplendent sanctuary
I share with many four-legged neighbors,
the white-tailed doe and her twin fawns,
a buck and doe and their little bunnies.
the raccoon or two and the red fox. A very shy guy.
Unspoiled, the scene so tranquil amongst the deep
shadows cast into the hollow,
where a never ceasing babbling brook
teases the pebbles and fallen twigs to break away
and follow their due course to the river far away.

Aah, the elation!
To be so privileged to hold in my sight
such an Eden just beyond my back door.
Were dreams of precious fine-cut emeralds
brought to my doorstep,
I know I would ignore the test to make a trade.
My jewel has no price!

Write A Review

Take A Photo Poetry contest entry