A Fragrant Melody

Morning sings a fragrant tune

of flowers wafting their perfume,

hummed in three-part 

by the bees and butterflies.

No training of the voice required.

Enchantment sings on feathered wings.

The chorus leaves its dew-wet stage

when sweltering heat of mid-day 

brings an intermission

until sunset cools the air.

inspired by:

Day 13 Garden of Neuro Institute poetry prompt, the morning sings

Medusa’s Kitchen 8/13/24 SOW, enchantment

https://medusaskitchen.blogspot.com/2024/08/the-enchantment-that-is-medusa.html

published in Substack:

https://open.substack.com/pub/nolcha/p/mind-twist-tuesday-82024?r=xwogn&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcomeOnShare=true