PPC 4

Norwyn Nedengrass - Week 5

In the lush, green fairy garden
the small windmill proudly stood.
Its tower painted brightest white
its arms stained as brown as wood

Norwyn Nedengrass, the gnome
standing near to guard his nook,
peered o’er the pink petunias
that grew by the babbling brook.

Busy body bumble bees
taunted Norwyn as they flew:
“Your windmill has never turned,
though the wind strongly blew”.

Bumble-bodied busy bees
buzzed boldly ‘mongst the flowers.
Yet, Norwyn quietly stood his guard,
for hour upon hour.

“All’s well in my garden world,”
he observed from where he stood.
Content was he, despite the bees,
and would have smiled if he could.


Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2024-2025)"  WEEK 5

Prompt - WINDMILL

12 lines minimum