Poem: The Cottonwood I lived in as a child…


Added 2:00 pm April 4. — Continuing with poetry month – my newest submission to the group — the prompt was “the cottonwood tree I lived in as a child.” In publishing this on my blog, I caused some confusion in my group — in light of that, I’m going to be more careful and probably keep my group writing separate from my blog writing. Learning a new thing means being willing to make mistakes.

The cottonwood tree I lived in as a child
sat on a hill
in a field far away.
Cattle lay with me
for respite from the heat.
A lone bull stood watch by day
and at night
hoot owls sang their song
while the moon rose
and cotton wisps
like wishes
flew through the air.

2 thoughts on “Poem: The Cottonwood I lived in as a child…

    1. Thanks. This writing group is fun to be in. Granted – I’m in over my head with these writers. Most are poet laureates. Still, it’s fun to run with them even if it’s just on line and only a month at a time. I’m learning a lot.

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