Painting Into A Poem Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Orange honey suckle blossoms waving about in a late
afternoon breeze, looking like an artist, painting
the landscape, imaginatively.

Humming birds, wings flashing rapidly, fly and hover
over the orange flowers, getting their fill of nectar
from within their essence, adding to the portrait
being painted.

Changing it from a still life painting to a colorful
and vibrant video of nature, which I'm completing here
in this poem so those who read it can visualize within
their own minds what I've written.