Four Lines
I’m impressed whenever I stop to look at flowers, smell the breeze or exclaim at the green of trees by the speed Spring begins to pop. Lynne
I’m impressed whenever I stop to look at flowers, smell the breeze or exclaim at the green of trees by the speed Spring begins to pop. Lynne
Clean homes are not nature’s landscapes. Stack a pile of broken branches in your garden for the finches to create cold winter escapes. -Lynne
I like words’ sound more than meaning, but quatrains are not just rhythms. Poetry’s sense shines through prisms, split light makes colors for yearning. -Lynne
The coffee machines we still love, hiss and steam and measure cream. Coffee fads make me want to scream: “Joes, none of you are my beloved.” -Lynne
