Flowers Sing Of Spring

The cows lay lazy in the house
Pulled with sleep
Wrapped around sheets
The cool air outside
The birds chirps
Sounding on trumpets
To welcome spring through open doors
Buds busting forth
Flowers unfurl their state flags
They begin to sing in rapturous chorus
Black music notes on bars come out
As they sway their petal arms in the air
I watch behind a window enthralled
At their beauty thinking only of when time comes
I will pluck them for a bouquet for my one true love

April 21st prompt from this site

Bring Joy To My Heart

Would bring joy to my heart
To soothe my aching soul
To remember
At the time you came singing
I was lost for words
On different plane than you
There was no way to match how I felt
Could I find words to win you
For your singing what brought me joy at last

Music Comes

Distant words rumble along
Hoping to reach into strumming song
Flying fingers reach through strings
Adding notes with words that ring
Song fills empty air; everyone turns to stare
Now room is not so bare
Clapping to the beat
Everyone thinks music is sweet
Like melting chocolate in the mouth
They cup their hands and shout for more

Willow Tree

Through a trail that twists and turns
A running brook I passed along there
Glistening sparkling shimmering
With shining watery stars
I saw the willow tree standing there
Willow tree sings a song of gently waving hands
Its branches waving back and forth
To the music of every note that’s played
Among the reeds and gentle breezes of the wind
I paused to listen to nature’s symphony
As more joined in within every measure
Then a solo of the willow tree emerges
Sweet and sweeping with emotion
It seems to billow out its chords
Full of life it tells through song
Then the rest join in to finish the song


A hummingbird flies in the air
Landing with gentle wings
Upon the branch near my window.

Softly I heard it begin to hum
Tune as sweet as honey
With tones soothing to the ears.

Hummingbird twitters and hum
The song so sweet and nice
I join in humming a harmony.

Music continues to playing
With a gentle last note
Hummingbird bows and flies away.

Singing Snowflakes

A solo snowflake takes its entrance.
Gliding down to the ground below.
Then a duet of snowflakes makes the fall,
One alternating their falling lines below.
The quartet of falling snowflakes
Descends in great harmony,
As they play their winter chords aloud.
Beckoning the final act;
As a chorus of snowflakes flutter and rain
Their grand symphony for everyone to see.
Gracing their final showing,
They stride to put on the best show.
Showing their falling beauty
For their season has finally come to an end.