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He planted bean seeds
in his gym shoe, watered
every lunchtime,
his teacher unaware
A seed root wanders
down in dirt, its white
arm-roots swirling
until she saw green
necks, heads rising,
unfastening
from scarves.
sideways, a skater
attempting another
joyous spin.
How delicious
to grow a secret,
an A+ answer
vaulting into spring.
© by Carol L. Deering.
Used with the author's permission.
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Carol L. Deering grew up in New England, but has also lived in Arizona, Michigan, Germany, and Washington State. For the past 30+ years, she has lived just outside a small town in the least-populated state in the U.S. Says Carol, "We had a railroad, now a bike trail. We have an airline, but no bus line. From our windows we connect with deer, pheasants, a great blue heron, raccoons, cottontails, foxes, coyotes, a porcupine, Sandhill cranes, chukars, owls, geese, horses, and an occasional neighbor’s dog. Learn more about her at www.caroldeering.com.
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Lori Levy:
Beauty in simplicity.
Posted 04/03/2019 01:57 PM
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wordartdjc:
Well, finally today we have Spring! This poem is just right for my happiness.
Thank You.
Posted 04/03/2019 09:23 AM
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cork:
We have three inches of new snow here in Pinedale this morning..."vaulting into spring."
Posted 04/03/2019 08:55 AM
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Larry Schug:
A poem within a poem, both so fine, together even better.
Posted 04/03/2019 07:59 AM
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