A Crowd Of Lilies

A poem about some lilies in Spring. No strict structure, however similar to a Shakespearean sonnet.

A Crowd of Lilies

Floating lilies ponder under white clouds,

Oh sweet denizens of Spring, thou are so pure,

Upon fanfare, bequeath these nestling crowds,

And pregnant wind, gentle and demure,

Soothe the morning mood to a whispering,

A quiet rippling of water, of sound.

Past genial tunes of songbirds bickering,

In aged cages rooted firmly by ground,

Through the honey web of cool leaves, chuckling,

The sleuthing sunlight rays search, for you,

With me, seated upon the bark, whistling

About the day, the heavy morning dew,

Time is lost, leaving only eyes to find

You and I watching lilies in the wind.

Reviews

[Steven Kelly]

I liked it rhythm got a bit lost quite sophisticated language but I enjoyed it