Ancient trees spring toward the skies,
branches twisting,
swirly patterns
transport us
down a fantastic world:
a spectrum of green so wide,
I swear I’ve discovered a brand new hue.
Like Alice in her wonderland, I hop and spin and leap
over
under
over
under
through the trees and branches too,
birds my siblings–
insides glued to every green!
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.
When I was about six or seven years old, I had my first sip of coffee in my father’s hometown: Narasapur, India. It was summer
I dream Everyday Looking for clarity Searching Searching the train for answers Outside the landscape: green, lush, infinite looks back with serenity I wander through
In a land not too far away, in a town named Mclean, There’s a lovely little bakery named after it’s founder: Danielle’s Desserts. Danielle, Danielle