Winter or Spring
Winter or Spring …
Rushing wind tickling vibrating leaves
birds filtering from overloaded eaves
Cloistered raindrops tippling down
creating one maniacally forbidden sound
Horizons wrestling for ultimate vision control
parading creatures bidding up manic roll
Tiny (s) venture fearfully from forgotten dens
given time birthing born from where or when
All of creation borders longing or singing
while reveling on sweet edge of winter or spring
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- My Home Town (Alike All Others, Yet Very unique) - May 25, 2018
- The Gust Of A Breath (The Breath Of A Gust) - May 21, 2018
Short but enjoyable Donald. Cheers!
Thank you very much, Tony!
Lovely verse, Donald.
Phyllis, you delight me with your beautiful comment. I find that in those lines I feel while traversing nature, and the meanings there of, are quite often my best!
Just beautiful, Donald.
Rasma, you do me honor with your visit and lovely comment. This. while being so many thoughts put into one, I truly enjoyed writing!
Nice piece my friend, great imagery and wordplay. Well done
Thank you, friend Paul, for your kind visit and much appreciated comment!