Spring Notes

when we finally reach
the daffodil garden
humidity rises

she and I
want to fall
just the way we are

into soft grass and fuck
beneath clouds
curled in the shape of a heron


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7 responses to “Spring Notes

  1. Bec

    Wonderful… I love this πŸ™‚

    My name is Bec, I’ve just discovered your blog through the Cafe Poets Facebook Page. I’ve just been selected as Cafe Poet for Chado in Tasmania, so I’m just checking it all out. I actually have one of your books, which my mum gave me a few years ago. “Measuring The Depth”. It’s wonderful. It inspired me to write haiku & haibun:

    Anyway, the rest of my writing is here if you’re interested:

    Thankyou for sharing your beautiful work πŸ™‚


  2. Lovely indeed – very uplifting – I needed this today, thank you. Laughed at ‘… Don’t Feed The Ducks and
    feed the ducks. ‘

  3. Gorgeous! This made me smile and sigh ..

    We had one day of celebrating Spring after the loooooongest winter.. then today straight into the high thirties.. ah me!


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