Balance of Seasons & Trout`s Demise
by tusker
Posted: Sunday, September 4, 2011 Word Count: 136 Summary: For Oonah's Scales challenge. (one I wrote a while ago.) |
Balance of Seasons
Spring rain, a symphony that batters earth until clouds
part in an invitation for wispy swirls to dance
above roads and pavements.
Summer dawn rouses sparrows chit-chat that
merge with lapwing cries to conjure up water born
creatures unaware of our existence.
Autumn winds blow in heavy breaths and sometimes
soft gusts that blend aromas of dung and wood smoke
around gardens and hedgerows
Winter snows whisper secrets over booted feet that
crack on ice in cold rebellion against Mother Earth’s
continual dominance.
Trout's Demise
One dull eye stares without a blink and a
mouth gapes wide with astonishment as
lemon juice squirts an acidic stream
onto crispy skin that cooks over
charcoal while fish scales
dulled by sudden death
rot amongst waste amid
plastic that sweats
putrid smells on
this balmy
evening.
Spring rain, a symphony that batters earth until clouds
part in an invitation for wispy swirls to dance
above roads and pavements.
Summer dawn rouses sparrows chit-chat that
merge with lapwing cries to conjure up water born
creatures unaware of our existence.
Autumn winds blow in heavy breaths and sometimes
soft gusts that blend aromas of dung and wood smoke
around gardens and hedgerows
Winter snows whisper secrets over booted feet that
crack on ice in cold rebellion against Mother Earth’s
continual dominance.
Trout's Demise
One dull eye stares without a blink and a
mouth gapes wide with astonishment as
lemon juice squirts an acidic stream
onto crispy skin that cooks over
charcoal while fish scales
dulled by sudden death
rot amongst waste amid
plastic that sweats
putrid smells on
this balmy
evening.