Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Laughing at what winter thought was dead

Read this wonderful piece:

Laughing at what winter thought was dead

A Poem by Craig Froman
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Each blossom is a seed of hope...

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Laughing at what winter thought was dead

Perennial madness in my lifty-lofty head

Tender plants, sprouting their true leaves

Alba flowers and amurensis-sighing sleeves

And your pomegranate lips a musical entice

Cross fields of sage and lavender-white rice

Grafted beauty on floating winds of thyme

You dance like magic on variegated rhyme

And life is laughing, spinning, leaping too

As winter’s sterile promise all fell through!


© 2011 Craig Froman


I found this on WritersCafe.org and couldn't help but love it!

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