Prompted by Poet's Place Cafe

My Morning Walk - Form of the Week Write a Deten

My Morning Walk

Soggy earth littered with leaves
joins the crisp air smelling of pine,
greens, yellows and reds cling
to a low hanging limb that grieves
the loss of summer sunshine.

Volunteer crocus bloom,
the delicate blossom in white
shaped like bells that ching.
I pick some for my bedroom
they're such a pretty sight.

Holly berries attract some birds
even so the red against deep green
remind me what Christmas will bring
I stumble for extraordinary words
to express thanks for all I've seen.
                    ~~Judi Van Gorder

"Form of the week: Deten"   Exercise 11-16-17