Such is the soil in which we now grow Watered and nurtured, unfettered Thirstily drinking through roots Bathing in sunshine's kiss Wave leaves in the wind Bowing stems low Honouring Fertile Soil ©Vivian Zems (#Nonet)
(#Tanka) Stationed at her watch Roots embedded in her head Words flow from her mouth Translating these metaphors Life, she gives them, with her voice Copyright 2017- Vivian Zems Colleens Weekly Poetry Challenge -Voice and Watch #50
Smell The Coffee 