Written for:  Carpe Diem #1383 – Moses (Musa)

clouds fighting
a spring wind is raging
through nature

© Chèvrefeuille (our host)

fruit tree

Here is my attempt:

seeds of fruit trees
blown by wind storms and rain, grow
in another land

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to seeds

  1. Beautifully composed.


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