Stuff of joy Spring I touch forsythia, pale and soft showing the yellowness of the spring sun the air smells misty, like newly mown grass mating calls sound from songbids high aloft. |
Tea A cup of tea feels delightfully warm an entire cupful of liquid joy a pastry, a cookie, or any nice treat happiness in sunshine or in a storm. |
Bird music Melodious sounds flutter through the air from birds calling out to their future mates in chirps and whistles, always sounding sweet colorful songbirds flying off in pairs. |
Butterflies Flutterby, butterfly, your wings so bright. I would follow you over sea and land. I would follow you where ever you go. Your bright colors give me so much delight. |
Books I can visit places both far and near beneath the sea, in other galaxies back when dinosaurs roamed the earth good books will carry me both here and there. |
2 comments:
Oh, I loved your poems, Alice!! They are delightful, and though the one about tea was my favorite, I also loved the one about butterflies and the one about books. I never thought about it before, but it *would* be neat to follow a butterfly!
So lovely, paired with the flower pictures. Well done!
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