A Walk in the Woods
there in pieces of sunlight
through pieces of shadowlight
cardinal swoops down, takes flight
filtered memories alight
anchored by sound and by sight
lifted by a breeze so light
scamper of chittering squirrel
dreams unfurled are not finite
This poem was written in response to a Wednesday Prompt , pieces, by Robert Brewer, using the Cyrch a Chwta poem form. Cyrch a Chwta is a Welsh poetic form which involves both end rhyme and internal (or cross) rhymes.
You may also enjoy this “pieces” poem by Sarah Lea: The First Mr. DeWinter .
Angie, I really like the rhyme scheme of this one. It’s not sing-songy like the traditional rhyming pattern, and yet it is musical, Thank you for sharing my poem! I like the idea of something intangible, like memories, being anchored by two of our senses.