A squirrel
Leaps abound
Shaken leaves downed
Pine needles found
Trodden into the ground
Foliage
And wood
Mache into mud
Soft under foot
Where tractor wheels cut
Rustling
Of debris
Skyward and see
Birds fly free
Rhythm of land, of tree
Writing 201
Your prompt: landscape
Today’s form: found poetry
Today’s device: enumeratio, it basically means constructing a list, a successive enumeration (duh!) of multiple elements in the same series.
Janice Salmon 