Slow and swift
Falls from on high
Spring mornings gentle shift
From a pastel aqua washed sky
As it whispers to seeds in lilting sighs
Rise up tender greens, pushing through earth’s dark terrain
Be brave, embrace this life throw fears aside
Sweet blooms tempting bees flying by
Amber honey, their gift
Naught can deny
Warm sun kissed
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge: #215: Poet’s Choice
Author’s Note: This is my first time writing a Diatelle poetry form, which is an optional poetry form for Colleen’s challenge.
dVerse Poets Pub: OLN– Come join us today at dVerse where I am hosting Open Link Night. The pub opens at 3PM EST!