‘Spring Song’: A Poem by Rohini Sunderam
Spring Song Spring sings through the woods, her own special song Sometimes short ’n’ sweet and sometimes too long. ...
Spring Song Spring sings through the woods, her own special song Sometimes short ’n’ sweet and sometimes too long. ...
April Flowers Bring May Showers You festive blossoms---whose ephemeral lives are poured Ecstatically into youthful grass as you dance ...
Cherry Blossom Cherry blossom, cherry blossom, Dancing, lilting in the breeze, Hither speak of pretty whispers, Told to you ...
A Lonely Sliver “The wood is dead,” he pointed out _the windows rimmed with frost; “those columns there—” he ...
What a lovely piece! The imagery like a song, laced in a fragrant spring breeze; oh how welcoming!
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What a treat it is to wake up to this luscious and lilting poem - a mellifluous and hypnotic cornucopia…
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