This poem is a can of soup,
But please don’t try to drink it.
It’s real, I guess, well, more or less.
Perhaps more less would be my guess,
So only try to think it.
Linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar where Victoria C. Slotto hosts with the theme “Pop Art”. The can of soup refers to Andy Warhol’s Campbell’s Soup Cans to stay within the theme just in case it wasn’t obvious.
The heat says summer still is here
But autumn’s on its way.
The trend will change and when it does
I won’t know why it does because
I thought the trend would stay.
Linked to K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
Photos: “Dark Leaves and Bright Sky”, above, “Fence and Field After Mowing”, below.
There’s more than I could ever see.
This gush of generosity
Presents abundance where no wall
Could block receiving all that’s free.
Trees have finished winter’s fall.
They stand magnificently tall.
We breathe together patiently
Through One whose arms embraces all.
Text: Linked to dVerse Open Link Night. Grace is hosting. The form of my poem is a variation on the rubaiyat using iambic tetrameter rather than pentameter and patterned on Robert Frost’s “STOPPING BY WOODS ON A SNOWY EVENING” featured some years ago on dVerse but with half of the number of lines.
Photos: “Pond”, above, “Open Space with Geese”, below.