These are for Ronovan’s weekly challenge. A bit off prompt, but only a bit.
Photo©Dori
Spring sky, swallow’s flight,
swift as lightning in the blue,
rose scent in his wake.
Spring breeze through petals,
fast as they open, they fall,
meadow strewn with scent.
Spring becomes summer,
earth turns faster, sun-spilled light,
green field specked with gold.
Gorgeous words and images. I love that last line.
Thank you, Brenda 🙂 I’ve just noticed that between the preview and the published post, the formatting went out the window! I hope the poem breaks stay put this time.
https://tanyatale.wordpress.com/2017/03/31/the-big-break
Reblogged this on Die Erste Eslarner Zeitung – Aus und über Eslarn, sowie die bayerisch-tschechische Region!.
Thank you, Michael 🙂
Thank you for sharing your famous work. 🙂 Have a nice afternoon and evening. Michael
Not famous…yet 🙂 Have a great day, Michael. I almost said holiday, but I know you don’t necessarily celebrate May 8 (apologies for the dig, but couldn’t resist it 🙂 )
This is beautiful 🙂
Thank you 🙂
Fast yes. Plain, definitely not. Gorgeous imagery.
Thank you!
Great trio
Thanks Jacqueline 🙂