A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination.
|The earth becomes a canvas for Mother Nature's art
when Heaven pours its bounty upon the ground
and then brushes flower garden with lots of sunshine,
'til sprouts of daffodils and pansies abound.
She paints my yard in vibrant green, gold, and magenta,
bejeweled with resplendent morning dew drops,
viewed with wonder from my perch in back porch rocking chair
while savoring scrumptious cherry lollipops.
Notes on the Doha form of poetry ▼