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Love, War and Spring


Birds at 4:30 in the morning.

The sun sneaking up over the horizon before my eyes open.

Trees putting on their Sunday best.

New growth struggling up through the still stiff soil.

Raindrops just a tad warmer but drops nonetheless.

The promise of sun.


Pollen. Damnable pollen.

Sounding like Kermit the Frog.

Kind of looking like Kermit the Frog.


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2 thoughts on “Love, War and Spring

  1. Anonymous on said:

    I love what you wrote!

    Heres a snippet from Rabindranath Tagore in his book of poetry called

    “……..The butterflies spread their sails on the sea of light. Lilies and jasmines surge
    up on the crest of the waves of light.
    The light is shattered into gold on every cloud……and it scatters gems in profusion.

    ……Mirth spreads from leaf to leaf, and gladness without measure. The heaven’s river has drowned its banks and the flood of joy is abroad.”

    Love this guys poetry Gitanjali means song offerings.

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