Saturday, April 23, 2011

The One Hundred Fourteenth, Apr. 23, 2011

hushed bell tones
whispering softly
on gentle breeze
a wind chime day

sunlight glowing
on still wet grass
diamonds dancing
as blades sway

chorus of voices
birds joyfully sing
celebrating change
welcome back, Spring

1 comment:

  1. Your poems about Spring seem to be the "most poetic" of all, or perhaps extremely personal; dare I say beautiful...

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