I used to be, how would you say… a maple tree! On a spring day! Sweet syrup sap dripped from the tap… Now, I’m a lime.
© Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
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I used to be, how would you say… a maple tree! On a spring day! Sweet syrup sap dripped from the tap… Now, I’m a lime.
© Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
The snowdrops wave their small white heads starting the rave from Winter’s beds To add some mirth up from the earth a crocus pokes
Words and images © Stephen W. Buchanan 2021
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”
The colors changed across the wood with hues that ranged from great to good for what would be their last party until Spring’s trill
(C) Stephen W. Buchanan 2020
Originally published advertising free at “If You Haven’t Got A Sonnet”