This is for the Secret Keeper’s weekly writing prompt. The words to use are:
SOUND | SHARP | CLEVER | JUDGE | STILL
I’ve taken a few liberties with the words, but you get the general idea.
A sweet sound fills the summer air,
I know to ware,
All movement stilled,
With beauty filled.
The trill of birdsong on the breeze,
Drifts through the trees,
Of my sharp stare.
All ears, I listen ’neath the tree.
I cannot see:
Enough to hear,
His song so clear.