Time to Write a Poem

April 3 Backyard Poet

Backyard Poet

He called himself
         a backyard poet,
and wrote of his pug playing
below a gnarled old oak
that housed chortling Kingbirds
and scampering squirrels.

This was his place
where hundreds of pages
         were filled
with his heart and his mind.

His place where friends
were welcomed for barbeque
         and he and Myrtle
would sit silently
to watch the sunset.

Then Katrina came to call,
         and his pen was silenced.
                   ~~Judi Van Gorder

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Free Verse
Prompt: place
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