Day 2 Story
Resting
in arborvitae beside my house
Your
song brings to the trees to life.
Is
your song ushering in the coming storm?
Or
are you singing a song of joy?
A
tasty morsel to share,
No
creature dares to leave the protection of the tree.
Branches
shivering, the Sun twinkling, and the sky a brilliant blue,
Deceptive
beauty as nature braces for a fatal blow.
The
wind smells of snow.
Going back to Day 2, I had a head start by a couple of days because well I'm writing the prompts, etc., so noticed that I had made a couple of attempts at either a poem or story in my journal.
I think the sketch pretty much sums it up, it's frigid out right now, the birds are all huddled in the neighbors arborvitaes, I know they are roosting in the tree because you can hear them chirping away if one listens closely enough. I suspect that they are egging one another one (pun intended) to leave the tree for food and water and no one wants to give up their warm spot on the branch.
