It is the May
It has hot day...
Apple blossoms burst
trees carry beautiful weight...
Tongue of icicles
fondles quivering waters...
Half drunk sullen moon
laden with nightly drama...
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All through the woods and twixt the brooks...
Calm Serengeti waterhole
Returns its zebra and their foals...
a green frog
croaks to leap...
She sends a message
with breath blowing hot and cold...
A splash of rainfall
wetting natures appetite...
A winter breeze blows,
Chilling the air around me...
Answer my war call
Silence breaks on edge of dawn...
The sounds of nature
Just seem so peaceful compared...