Young twigs and flower buds poke
out of barren branches.
Gentle breeze sprinkles
colors on early leafing cherry trees.
Tag Archives: Poem
Travel Writing (Poem): Ellicott City, MD
I wish I were
Gushes of wind
That lashes away
The raging torrents sweeping
The iron bridge etched with “Ellicott City.”
Travel Writing (Poem): Old Town Alexandria, VA
Billows of smoke
from gunfire engulfs
a town echoed with shrieks
of terror and fury.
Because I’m a Safety Patrol
The morning wind howled, sending a wave of swirling air,
Shivers of cold running up and down my spine.
As chattering students head inside the school,
I huddle up tight on the sidewalk, fulfilling my morning duties,
Because I’m a safety patrol.
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