A bluebird flew
to the top
of tall pine trees
and sang
his warbling
song for me.
He sings
in the morning.
He sings
at noon.
He makes
me happy
with his bluebird tune.
I had fun playing with art again yesterday, so I had to write a poem to go with my picture. A poem that is written in response to another piece of art is called an ekphrastic. Can you write your own ekphrastic poem today?
Joy,
ReplyDeletePerhaps your newspaper bluebird is carrying joyful news everywhere he travels. If so, I hope you create a whole flock just like this one and set them free.