A tankabun to share on this first day of spring...If anyone would like the particulars concerning the form contact me and I'll be more than happy to send it out to you.
Symphonies
Changed whispers, teasing
Breath through trees, fluffing newly
Sprouted springtime
How quickly nature has blessed us
Composing such wind-tossed beauty
I sit beneath the music of leaves, rustling in playful wind, imagine time's page turning in the breeze, waking from harsher chords of winter. I listen to the artist fine tuning fresh symphonies, blending minors and majors into splendor of textured rhapsodies, scented concertos, and delicious suites of budding lilies... a continuing aria. I stay for a moment more, quietly listening, before slipping away... careful not to disturb the artist making music... and this memory.
You make the music in this poem, and as I read it is heard in all of your description. How you muster all the right words and phrases is well beyond! One of your best, Dear Lady. Luffg, - Bill
Very nice work Myrna...the symphony of spring is life to us, it brings forth the change of seasons and the beauty of Nature...an excellent expression of your thoughts through poem...
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peace and love, Carole~
Cheers,
Dan
You make the music in this poem, and as I read it is heard in all of your description. How you muster all the right words and phrases is well beyond! One of your best, Dear Lady. Luffg, - Bill
enjoyed...
Art Sun...
"I sit beneath the music of leaves," - glorious! And glorious everything else, every image, thought and word. I love this.
John
Fee
I hope you are planning to collect your tankabun(s) for
publication. -gene.