Steeped in nature,
Eavesdropping –
Mass flutter of wings
erase trickling rustle
of falling leaves
Sparrows on a lark
on pine branches
Call of the crow pierce
the babble of the creek
Unseen scurry under dried leaves
sends a shiver up my spine –
Eavesdropping halted!
Pat R
1/29/19
For dVerse Poets where the poem of choice is the Quadrille (a 44word poem) and theprompt word is ” Steep”.
