
sunshine after rain,
even the flowers
have wings
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sunshine after rain,
even the flowers
have wings
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Two weeks of warm, squashy, beating-heart silence,
trapped in an ever-shrinking space, unable to stand or stretch,
until finally I figure out what that egg tooth is for,
peck-peck-pecking until CRACK, the light pours in,
the blue sky winks through veiling green leaves, Continue reading

a thorny start
drove away birds and bees,
until the bloom
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violet spears
daintily paint the sky
with possibility
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a burbling song
wind in leaves harmonizes,
summer arpeggios
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time-brewed
birch bark-scented
wisdom
wait
listen
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she rose above
her naysayers and nodded yes,
you can do it, too
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pink petals
scent rises like hope
music on the wind
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sea holly hats,
fascinators on the thinnest stems
with royal collars
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the cheeriest blooms
bring the sun
out of hiding
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Finds tongues in trees, books in running brooks,
Sermons in stones, and good in everything.
— William Shakespeare

Warning, more geekery here! I was fascinated to read Ada Byron Lovelace and the Thinking Machine, by Laurie Wallmark, illustrated by April Chu, Creston Books, 2015. It confirms what I’ve always suspected: Girls Rock!! Continue reading