Spring’s Silent Song
by Steve Tanham
Is it perhaps in fingertips Where poised and ready reflex sits Sharpened, flexed and keen Framing March’s calling turn As brightness fills the sky ➰ Or feet that on an older ground Had slithered, moaned and grumbled loud Now, with bouncing spring and tread A lighter step as though ahead A different path awaits ➰ Perhaps the seeds delight and stir Where winter’s … Read More Spring’s Silent Song
Sun in Gemini 