the refreshing taste of
dawn mist and sunshine,
mountain loam rolled up
in tender brown leaves
and now unveiled through
spring water
they are the simple joy
that raises the morning sun
up into my sky
i dont need that many
readers, just a few who
care to weigh every word
to see how much they are worth
they too are my tea that elevates
the sun up my sky
Good work, John. You enlivened your poem with tactile imagery that caught mr right away!
Please count me among your readers. Lovely poem. Warm regards, Sandra
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
John, you have long been one of my favorites! !