Swirling Fog

A type of Poulter's Measure

As the fog swirls misty drops touch

Like soft pelting cold rain

A chill fills the air circling all

Roosters' joy can't contain

 

Songs of the roosters fills the air

  Floating over the hills

All birds seem to sleep in pure peace

Then the Mockingbird rills

 

A stillness of air permeates

An eerie feel lends fear

Is a storm of some kind building

Or just weather change near?

Author's Note

A form of Poulter's Measure..

Reviews

[wordman]

makes me think back to when I was a kid lived on 8 acres always had to fight that dam rooster when I got off the bus one fighting rooster and one pet Chickamauga,ga

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Thanks for the visit...Sara

[Larry Dyson]

wonderful choice of words and nuances of meaning intersperced with common enough farm talk...I like it quite a lot..Laury

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Ohhh!! Thanks you..Sara

[Sami Khalil]

A very good write...Thank you for penning...:)................

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Sami, You are quite welcome..Sara

[Sami Khalil]

^^~^^ :>)...............

[Coyote Song]

A very amazing and beautiful poem. The imagery is outstanding and your writing skill shines brightly here.
Very impressive work.

[Sunflower/Sara Kendrick]

Coyote Song, Thanks for stopping by..Your review is uplifting..Sara