Elliott Bowe The Drunken Poet Poet Free verse

Springs Fashion Show

Naked trees,dressed by springs fashion.
Birds seek refuge in the sleeves of trees.
Warm breeze run up the trees sleeves. 
Feathers are cleaned by a brush of wind.
Spring gives birth to a clean look. The best
designer the world could have. Springs fashion
 show my eyes must have.

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Elizabeth Wesley April 29, 2012 at 6:18 PM Makes me want to go shopping and get with the times. All our trees are putting on new dresses and look beautiful! Loved the scenery here Elliot! :)

Terry L. Allen April 29, 2012 at 3:07 AM Good title. You have drawn the picture and made us feel the wind, hear the birds and see the colors. Now if we could only smell the flowers with all their pretty colors it would be complete. One of your better poems. Huggs TLee

Kabuteng P.Ink K. April 29, 2012 at 1:43 AM hi Elliot! I sure enjoyed your take on spring here, and how you viewed it as a fashion show :D! Very cool how you did that and wonderful imagery you put in as well :D! Thanks for passing by my poem :D

Diana-Marie Bombardieri April 28, 2012 at 10:24 AM You couldn't have picked a better title, so FITTING! I love how the birds refuge in the sleeves of trees;) Nice image!