Hour Eleven “Green Door”

The leaves beckon and entice

with a splash of sunlight

before the damp woods surround

and their psithurism

becomes the pervading sound,

blotting out thoughts

while inviting adventure

with the whispering winds

of why not?

 

5 thoughts on “Hour Eleven “Green Door”

  1. Beautiful imagery and tone. I would just remove the word psithurism…Yes, it’s a catchy word but a word many may not know and it doesn’t really serve a purpose as it is not a rhyming word… movement could have sifficed. Just my thoughts as the poem had great rhythm and cohesion but such a high dollar word stuck out and interrupted te flow a bit. I loved all the soft sounds.. Beautiful beginning too which grabbed me right away…The leaves beckon and delight/with a splash of sunlight. Very visual and love the rhyming couplet.

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