May your day be such a day.
Tag: spring
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May: A Poem
May
A soft breeze stirs
redbud rose apple embers.
Morning ignites
fields catch fire.
Winter sleeps
the sky weeps
fire
the sky weeps
spring
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March – a poem
March
gold blades slice
weeping bare limbs
pierce cold earth
ice water
seeping
bright tonic
wake
sleeping roots
rise
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