Spring blooms quietly,
nearly unnoticed – until floral hues announce their presence.
Romance blossoms below the vanilla pink petals,
embracing itself in the faint scent of resurrection.
I am going to go back to trying “Friday Firsts” where I will put the first paragraph, stanza, line, or even chapter of what I am working on into this blog.
The above is the first stanza of a piece and, consequently, the only stanza of the piece I just started writing in honor of National Poetry Month.