Monday, May 6, 2013

Night Drops Slowly in Spring

Night drops
slowly in spring
through trees flush
with new leaves

birds rush
through swaying limbs
to new nests
to lives unlived

as day fades
to shimmering silk,
as stars gleam with
celestial milk.


  1. Awww!!! so fresh as a spring and so lovely as a bird's wing. I loved the rhythm in the poem and all the beautiful hues of spring:)!!!!

  2. As lovely as the spring evening itself.