LPC Round 54 open. Pick a title, create a poem. |
In the spring, in the spring time, all hope springs eternal - and life begins a new. Set me free, inside me, cast myself out to the sea. I see my face, a faster pace, searching for why we race. Mystical spring, forgotten shapes of wind. Time changes what time is, time changes who we are. New green leaf, see the seed, in this dark town, shape-shifting relief. I saw her once, in a dream, changing the season, into the green. In the spring, in the spring time, all hope springs eternal - and life begins a new. |