2015 Adult Poetry Contest Reflection on the Coming of Spring By: Andi Michelson I
Forsythia Etch your sunshine pattern into this canvas of pastel blue Gracing it with your youth and softness Into my forehead press your blessed blossoms For the winter has been hard So long and so cold
LOVE IS, LOVE WILL BY: Marcus Howell Love is unconditional, Love is the very thing That will last forever, Love will make a person Walk through fire a Thousand miles,
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The earth Dark in its wetness and seasons of growth Lies Open and beckoning Cushes under (between) my toes While happy mud dances at last Emanates its richness The earth
Love will leave you Speechless, Love is the feeling of Flying above the clouds, Love is kind, In a dark room love will be
Kayaking in Fog By: Sally Martin
The light that will make everything Shine,
The window frames a spectered gauzy view of silver mist that swirls at water’s edge. The sun’s a faintly yellowed hazy hue; the shimmered blue of kayak on the ledge is dulled now to a sleekly granite sheen. Where lake and wetted bankstones moistly pair, the calm and newly slategrown grasses green caress, yet chill, my barefoot progress there. Down glides the kayak from the rock seawall and paddles sluice out in silent tow. A waterfowl skims low, sounds just one call, then all is fog in veils of silk shadow. I feel the damp and slow pulse of this day; I feel my body seep into the grey.
Love is finding a dime in a penny less Place, Love will make a magnificent face, Love will keep you safe from Harm’s way, Love is the greatest gift, Love is real, LOVE IS,LOVE WILL.
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