Spring Poem
My tongue sings
In my head
Like a snow goose
Flying south
What used to be
An iceberg
Is melting in
My mouth
A faint green fur
Grows on my breath
Bones breaking
From my flesh
Are stems
Becoming flowers
Copyright © Judith Ritter Leigh | Year Posted 2005
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