by John Lock   May 22, 2019


Oh coquettish child
You spring shy maiden
Peeping through the skirts of April
Wistful for your perfect sunrise
Primrose mornings, distant, fading
Sighs of falling daffodils
Tulip lips form pouting kisses
To the old and knowing sun
Stretching days,
Spiced with cut grass
Avenues shed their blossom bonnets
Petal rain on gentle winds
And what of we
Your nursery playthings
Laughing as you twist our senses
Confusing time with thoughts of summer


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  • 6 months ago

    by Brenda

    This is just lovely! Your visuals are spot on.

  • 6 months ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Lovely write.

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