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.
Fire limned with resentment, eating up the air until I choke— this is my anger, gaslit, bewildered. No longer able to tell who should be
female: forgotten forsaken forbidden fenced
follicular fallopian fundal fetus
fastidious fanatical fascinating fickle
foolish feisty fortunate freak