Tiny yellow buttercups sprinkle the lawn--Cool Brightly lit daffodils sprung like a school pinky-blue skies brushed late Not one seed speaks, speaks so straight Harsh winter winds rush away in sin Bright rays float down smooth--like gin preparations are made just for June Spring is coming, is coming real soon!
Thanks RosieSmrtiePants for the idea to do this! 🙂
Sonia Chintha is an Indian American writer who lives in the Washington DC area. She blogs, writes poetry, and fiction. She is also an English teacher who believes that our experiences teach us more than any test. She is the founder and co-editor of Good Little Girls.
There’s a conveyor belt–slow moving. And You, you have your feet glued to it, letting it carry you–never walking yourself. In between–you and I; space
Tuesday night as a treat, I made banana smoothies as breakfast for the first three days back from Winter Break. I had three over ripened
The wind weaves through them- High above us lowly earthlings, Each branch a fan–sways.