i. Morning lake; white fog hovers above mirrored sky; ducks swim in stillness. ii. Green buds on still, brown tree limbs set against blue sky: The colors of Spring. iii. April rain outburst pink petals cover sidewalks carpet of flowers. Advertisements
i. Frozen white dew covers lawn Closed yellow dandelions: Unbothered. ii. Under empty staircases: Lost notebook and tumble weave forgotten. iii. Sometimes, “I love you” is a two word text message asking “Need Food?”
i. Rain falling on black asphalt; cold, heavy drops hit exposed skin: goosebumps. ii. Underneath bare shrubs: fallen, old leaves; ashen black mulch; growing green weeds. iii. Metal toy cars race across wooden floor. Laughter. The sound of childhood.
i. (Frustration) Red ink smeared circles around written words; graded papers cast aside. ii. (Happiness) Laughter squeezing through wide gap in white teeth; music to which he dances. iii. (Beauty) Two small brown fingers pull a tight, reddish blonde curl. Two soft, full-faced smiles.
i. Coffee is ordered. Cappuccino is brought; drink lost in translation. ii. Mosquito trying to bite; I am attempting haiku. We both fail. iii. Atlantic trade winds Nblow through just shampooed Afro: Air dried natural.
i. Words are heard; arms, legs, hair move in one rhythm. Her body is the poem. ii. Wide eyes, open mouths: suburban stillness, unnerves inner city kids. iii. Beige window shades sway; sounds of approaching sirens blow through the classroom.
i. New cherry blossoms sway. Breezes chill falling rain. The smell of morning. ii. Grey, graphite shadows beneath pink, rubber debris: writing still exists. iii. April afternoon sunshine; small brown boy runs, arms open, hugging life.