(PAD #050) wonder light

where comesthis light where comeswithin the heartof darkened night like starsspread outacross the sky this lightshonefor you and I lightand dark for us to wonder why ______________________________________________________________________________ Would you like to be notified about changes and developments in my writing world, new poetry collections and giveaways? Subscribe to my monthly Newsletter here

(PAD #045) the season kissed

what shadeof greenwhat huewhiteis that the colour isthe sunthe light shining through grass highlighting a flowera waving leaf the blackis the shadowremainingof winter the blueis a promise that I Ican believe it is flowing abovearoundflowing right throughwhat is me I believe I feel the colourgreen blossom white I am the skyof season changekissingallof this day … Continue reading (PAD #045) the season kissed

(PAD #044) transition (into popcorn)

there’s popcornon the golden plum spring is in the air sunshineis fallingacross the grass caressingnot burning thisis a threshold a time of change seasons blur on momentI’m inthe winter chill one momentI am holding my faceupinto a sunshine stream and popcornis dottingthe bare branchesof my golden plum ______________________________________________________________________________ Would you like to be notified about … Continue reading (PAD #044) transition (into popcorn)

elm husks fleeing

the husks of spring are fleeing just ahead as the wind blows they’re trying madly to evade it to crash-land in a heap of their fellow hops in small seas that ripple beneath the blown breath of storm-before-summer of thunder-in-a-blast-of-hail of turbulent-black-that-falls- in-the-middle-of-the-day in the middle of the day husks flee the wind © Frank … Continue reading elm husks fleeing

a movement of richness

everything is in motion I cannot focus on the leaves the branches sway grass is trembling a shiver of emotion carried by the breeze the light through young green reflects dark transparent shadows falling to the ground creeping to the progression of the sun and here am I my fingers dance I take my breath … Continue reading a movement of richness

gone (like September)

the plum blossoms suddenly they’re gone and all I see is young green where did white go the oaks are small life and bud leaves the view I had through bare branches has begun to close and the cherry flowers are bursting here and there like popcorn they have waited out the frost and now … Continue reading gone (like September)

a jonquil song

hey hey it’s jonquil day sing spring (sing spring) hey hey it’s jonquil day sing spring (sing spring) hey hey hey hey (hey hey hey hey) hey hey hey (hey hey hey) hey hey hey it’s jonquil day sing spring (sing spring) it's jonquil day (.onquil day) spring (...ing) © Frank Prem, 2017 August 2017 … Continue reading a jonquil song