Green Rain
I woke up
looked out
my window
and saw green
pouring down trees
cascading over
emerald grass
This noon
swollen wet
bursting water
now even heaven
is tinted jade
as birds linger
under branches
listening
When I Was New
When I was new
and the world was new.
So many roads to wander
under a cerulean sky.
Forbidden fruits to savour,
forbidden lips to taste.
Full of promise, flowers
budding on the vine.
Their perfume covering
my fingertips.
I hurried through each day
alive with my songs.
The moon rose just for me and
stars burned just for me
Every morning brought
sunshine to my window.
Another day filled with wonder
waiting at my doorstep.
Spring was greener then.
When I was new
and the world was new.
a glimpse of spring
shy blue morning black trees
etch sky as children skip
over puddles
bramble on snow soft birdsong
listening to water race down
stream winds gently kiss my
forehead
grass shoots push thru first thaw
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