This is my April contribution to my writing group. The following poem is written based off the above image, and set to the tune of Georgia by Charlie Daniels. Why? I dunno. Just enjoy.
I was out in the garden one day and saw a mocking bird alight on a telephone pole above me... The first line of this poem came to my mind in that moment, and when I wrote it down the rest of this poem fell into place. It's one of those instances where the creativity just flows through you and makes something you didn't necessarily set out to make.
So, I love summer. Like, a lot. But, inevitably, summer vacations come to and end... They say poetry is the way to best express your emotions, right?
I wrote this poem while waiting [impatiently] for one of my goats to have her babies. For this work I tossed aside any ideas of standards or rhyming and just let the words flow...