Nature’s magic

Nature’s magic
Hope Springs – winter’s passing
In a garden bud’s amassing
Crimson crocus-crescendo-noise
White tipped snowdrops quaintly poised.
Feathers flutter-mating calls
Love is in the rain that falls
Silent now from underground
Nature’s magic can be found.
In a world of deep discord
Sow a seed of sweet concord
Look into our souls to find
Leaving winds of war behind.
Jpoet7 ( )

Love-beating to a Different Drum

Love-beating to a Different Drum.

Teardrops slyly trickle down
A sign of joy not of frown
Into a world a newborn cry
Embrace this moment on a high.

Letters mingle-names appear
A beam of light-crystal clear
Love fills the air-ecstatically
Lives now changed-dramatically.

Tenderly we hold you near
Sparkling eyes-smiles appear
How beautiful this world’s become
While beating to a Different Drum.

Jpoet7 ( )