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 2022
About the Writer
Val Harris
Val has had several winning and commended poems for adults published in Writers Forum Magazine. She has self-published four novels. Recently she's been writing for children, beginning with rhyming picture books, soon realising her greatest enjoyment was writing poetry. Val is a member of the Society for Children's Book Writers and Illustrators (SCBWI).
