This is what's been written so far...
Precocious
Some claim April rain (Grace of Words like foam on the waves)
brings the blossoms of May, but
trees here are hasty
like youth, ardor unrestrained Margaret (http://margaretbednar365.blogspot.com/)
eager for springs first sweet kiss
Sakura blossoms (Kerry O'Connor of Skylover)
In the arms of old man tree
Drops of moonlit milk
showgirls will perform a dance Ella's Edge
inspir'd by Moon light's embrace
her graceful waves in Laurie Kolp Poetry
a risque spring ballet, legs
kick the silver sky
stars wink at rainbow feathers Susie Clevenger of Confessions of A Laundry Goddess
that tease with each fluttering
My full heart flutters, Mary of Writing in the Bachs
I become dancer and dance
under April's moon
and a blossoming cherry Kay, an Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
in the sweet, full warmth of May
And we, resting far Shawna of Sunflower Poetry
north where snow still flies and melts
await midnight summer
polar day does not circle Jinksy of Alias Jinksy
on cosmic calliope
Pegasus gallops Cad of A Trellis Fencing
to the music of the spheres,
while star clusters spin.
The earth spins on its axis, Margo of Margo Roby: Wordgathering
hums its music in B flat
Spring pirouettes ice MiskMask
Spun sugar and crystal shards
Across the cosmos
silver vessel half moon Jules of jules gems and stuff
empties dawn into morning
The night bids farewell Your humble servant...
Leaving a trail of stardust
It flies on its way
Restored to herself, the earth See directly above :-)
resumes her orderly spin
At a loss for words Siggi in Downeast Maine
coherent flew out window
on the wings of nerves
The above poem is a renga. Click HERE (Imaginary Garden with Real Toads) for the details.
Live for the Love of it,
The Happy Amateur
Lovely, 'trail of stardust'
ReplyDeleteThank you, Other Mary! :-)
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