Can I stay here? Where the grass meets my fingertips, and God feels so near. ~ Where I close my eyes and breathe until my lungs hurt, filled with a lazy summer day’s air, clean and pert, and the whispering wind tugs and plays with my shirt. ~ Can I stay here? Where I smell … Continue reading Stay Here: a summer poem
Well hello there, dear reader! I have a very fun blog post for you today. Assuming you read the title, you know exactly where this is going! I tried writing the SAME POEM in 3 DIFFERENT, UNIQUE STYLES! I can't remember how I originally got this idea, but as soon as I thought about it … Continue reading I Tried Writing the Same Poem in 3 Styles!
Morning, with fresh air and damp grass soft turf under my feet, as I stand, still and at peace bumble bees putting around flowers, treacherously lifting their great mass a soft breeze ruffling my hair and cooling my face, a moment I never wish to release ~ My nose catches the clear smell of the … Continue reading Rare Moment: a description poem
Grass and Wind: The green grass blowing In warm, whispering spring wind Is very calming The Small River: The cold ice has thawed The small river is now free To bubble and jump We had Autumn Haikus, Winter Haikus, aaand we needed a Spring Haikus post! I hope you enjoyed reading these. Until later, Enjoyed … Continue reading Poetry: Two Spring Haikus