One Instructor said, no "LY" words, and no "ING" words. But, here I have broken the rules for effect.
Published in MSPS online Poetry Chapter, 37 Cents March, 2009
She makes an early showing, her warm breath blowing; an Eastern sunrise glowing, flowers up and growing. Melted icebergs flowing, men on tractors sowing; loose dirt clods throwing, barnyard roosters crowing. Suddenly, it's snowing; frosty winds now mowing. Wily smile, all-knowing; fleetingly, she's going. Spring . . . such a tease
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