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Spring Haiku Blossom

by Julie Adams

the wind carries fresh air
to my skin, to my delight
cool as a cucumber


Let it rain on me!
Water, feed my wanton soul,
let's see what springs forth


Trees are budding now,
I can hear the birds again,
Spring is harmony


Butterflies sing hymns
to a choir of field flowers,
a spring devotion


Author's Note: Trying to flesh out a set per season

Posted on 06/09/2011
Copyright © 2021 Julie Adams

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 06/09/11 at 04:13 PM

Nice diversity here in this group. Very evocative - refreshing, in fact. Thank you.

Posted by Charlie Morgan on 06/09/11 at 05:36 PM

...well jewels, ur off to a great start, cool expressions that can be felt.

Posted by Joe Cramer on 06/09/11 at 10:07 PM

... brilliant jewels, brilliant.....

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