PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

This winter is coming to an end

and the best thing I can proclaim today

is: I saw a red robin, especially bright

through the snow-piled leaves of acorn trees,

and other birds chirping

in the ethereal echoes of snow. Suddenly

my soul is feeling true peace, as the red bird

dances and intricately weaves its beauty

perfectly into my vision, hopping on branches

hopping, hopping on the cozy white dream,

enchanting eternity in some crazy scheme

of its own divine force of natural glee.

So many rhymes makes me wanna fly 

through the sky like that gliding little thing.