Arbor of Wisteria and Clematis
I reflect upon lavender Wisteria;
lilacs and lonely white gardenias.
I uncover a grand butterfly bush;
Quoth the Nepeta, ‘keep to the path’.
Those shrubby pussy willows bloom,
burning felt deep within the Clematis.
What could be more purely aglow?
Pumpkins sit by bundled corn husks.
Only this and a Thimble-berry pie.
A perched crow is upon the arbor
craving the bi-colored, Sunday bonnet.
A harlequin colored sky now aflame;
The rooster never asked for the time.
Orange bells fall from the trumpet vine,
a kiss of frost caresses a naked leaf.
Leaves soar and spin as north winds
shake the arbor of wisteria and clematis.
Ken Allan Dronsfield is a prize-winning poet from New Hampshire, now residing in Oklahoma. He has five poetry collections. Ken’s been nominated three times for the Pushcart Prize and six times for the Best of the Net. He won First Prize for the 2018 and 2019, Realistic Poetry International Nature Poetry Contests. He has recently begun producing Creative Content on his YouTube channel. Ken loves writing, thunderstorms, and spending time with his cats Willa and Yumpy.