These poems are written for NaPoWriMo in 2014. |
| April's morning magic Settles through the fog Blissful sun lays shimmering beams Upon the waiting bog. Hope blossoms like a fragile rose Opening in delight Breathe in the fragrant air And sigh in perfect light. Spring approaches on tentative feet Slipping through the trees Awakening the buds with warmth Our dreams revive with ease. NaPoWriMo – April 2014. 12 lines and 54 words. ** Image ID #1855238 Unavailable ** |