Spring Rolls on Ecstasy

by Linda Fuller

The air a balm that soothes ruffled weather
spurs the blood to tumble
through electric veins
turns a not-so-young girl’s thoughts

My garden has sprung leeks
while crocuses pop open as if spring-loaded;
in another realm lambs flock
from casinos to gambol in meadows


Posted on 03/16/2023
Copyright © 2023 Linda Fuller

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