A Skyfall of Verbs
Listen to the poem ...
I hear the sound of a whirl of birds
As they weave and dive
And shimmer and swirl.
I see the lift of a gust of leaves
As they fly with the wind
And twist and twirl.
I smell the sky in an autumn fire
As it smokes and wraps
Where the swept leaves lie.
I feel the air around my head,
The breath of the wind
And its drawn-out sigh.
As they weave and dive
And shimmer and swirl.
I see the lift of a gust of leaves
As they fly with the wind
And twist and twirl.
I smell the sky in an autumn fire
As it smokes and wraps
Where the swept leaves lie.
I feel the air around my head,
The breath of the wind
And its drawn-out sigh.
This poem is copyright (©) Val Harris 2024
About the Writer
Val Harris
Val lives near Farnham with a horse and husband and several grandchildren living nearby, who like to mark her poems out of ten. She used to write for adults, but decided she much preferred writing poetry for children, after her debut poem was published online with The Dirigible Balloon in 2021. Since then, several others have appeared on various balloon flights, and she has had poems published in The Caterpillar Magazine, Paperbound Magazine, The Toy Press and Little Thoughts Press. You can find her as Val Poet on Instagram and @dragontripper Val Poet on Twitter.
