Nature’s Tune


Meandering through the sweet
smell of earth and birth
at the green one’s feet
below birch, hearing white
woodruff beckon the revelers
of renewal to lie spellbound
in the song of spring.

NaPoWriMo #13

Taking a walk outside for NaPoWriMo’s prompt for day 13.

I’m writing a poem every day in April as part of NaPoWriMo’s celebration of National Poetry Month. We may be able to live without poetry, but who would want to?


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