Evening Comes Sweetly

Evening Falls Sweetly

By Elece Hollis
  • The sun is sinking and the clouds are bottom rimmed with gold.
  • Two geese fly honking overhead to settle on the farm pond for the evening.
  • A mockingbird runs through his whole repertoire.
  • Bees buzz in the clover.
  • The air smells of wild onion, cut grass, and wild garlic.

  • Dandelions give up their gray hairs like tiny seed parachutes on the wind.
  • Woodpecker rat-a-tat-tats on a tree in the apple orchard.

  • Peonies are tight pink buds …waiting…waiting.
  • Spring breeze rustles the tree’s newborn leaves and makes the swoosh and sweep of a waterfall.

  • Across the road Locust blossoms sway like strands of orchids in the trees.
  • The wind chimes jingle and tinkle as if to complete the percussion of the symphony.
  • An owl calls from one of the great old oaks down beside the creek.
  • The creek’s water trickles and sings as settling into its bed.

  • Hydrangea smells sweet in the falling light.
  • Swallows swoop and sweep like black satin ribbons.
  • Evening comes sweetly on the prairie.

Published by Elece

I am a photographer and a freelance writer. I write stories, poetry, gift books, and magazine articles––both print and online. Photographing children, places, and especially flowers is my hobby.

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