Spring yawns and sprays a gentle dew
on delicate green blades.
Winter’s heavy sigh retreats and April
washes the icy, pale grey canvas with lilacs,
reds and golden yellow as a regiment of buglers
play to the ripples moving below a bank
of tulips and crocus laying together;
their heads peeking out like lovers in the mist –
in a summer watching, but never sleeping,
fading but holding on – shrinking but timidly
keeping a hold of the light



Author: Anita Lubesh

I write poetry/prose/stories/short stories/verses for children/sketch/and have 6 chapters of a novel sitting there like that half eaten trifle in the fridge or bottle of Jack Daniels because something makes you afraid to eat it or drink... right now.. I am a proud Geordie from England's northern hemisphere and the beautiful city of Newcastle upon Tyne. I live with my lovely husband who came all the way from sunny California just for me, and my favourite animal, Bobble, our dog. I am a member of Greenpeace and Friends of the Earth and wish we could all do more, especially today, when such a lot is wrong.

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