Waiting
Branches still bare,
nascent buds breathe
this fresh winter air
that would be spring,
given the chance.
Shoots nudge earth
and leaves in search
of sunlight beckoned
by a gentle breeze
of poetry and longing.
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Ken,
I don’t know why exactly, but this line makes me smile – it’s real and it’s cute 🙂
-David
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Thanks, David. It’s nice when the magnets let you say what you want to say.
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David, it made me smile, too!
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😀
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Actually, the whole poem made me smile. The Oracle knows spring is coming!
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That she does! Thank you, Merril.
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😀
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Nudging toward spring.
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Bit by bit!
Thank you. 🙂
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I’m all for giving it a chance. (K)
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It’s worth the wait.
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When the magnets give you such a rounded poem as this, you can be sure that the Oracle meant you to have it. Perfect!
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Thank you!
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