(1)
Early spring leaves shake
in the morning breeze, as if
they were shivering.
(2)
Waves in the distance
wandering the open sea,
whetting my desire.
(3)
Their petals all gone,
the tulip stalks still stand tall,
with nothing to hide.
(4)
You said, Be quiet!
So I sat silently. Then,
you said, Say something.
(5)
These dull moments spent
staring at a wall; my next
adventure begins.
(6)
Basking in the sun,
its neck outstretched. Oh, how I
envy you, turtle.
(7)
Perched on a broad leaf,
The frog floats on water, and
I drift on my thoughts.
As always, thanks for reading.