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Spring is calling
At the death of dawn
flourishes the
fawning fragrance
of the flowers.
Beckoning the
bashful birds of blue
to flutter and fly
letting their white
wings ski across the
soft sapphire lit sky .
Then the world lifts
It’s scintillant
honeysuckle eye
watching the soft
silken clouds sail
on by .
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Comments
Edward nigma
Sat, 2021-04-17 12:48
my inspiration
https://youtu.be/oslTxS17QAs
Hlm life without literature is a life without logic.
c lynn brooks
Sat, 2021-04-17 14:59
Edward
I see some use of alliteration being used. Your poem reads very spring like nice airy and sweet
Chrys
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Edward nigma
Sat, 2021-04-17 15:18
Thank you
Thank you for your wonderful and incisive criticism and comments
Hlm life without literature is a life without logic.