
Pops up all around,
as teen’s pimples; sans the mess,
sign of nature’s change

Pops up all around,
as teen’s pimples; sans the mess,
sign of nature’s change

Unabashedly
governments stand; so can you—
hold your ground with pride.

Outgrowing fences,
nature’s tactic to be seen—
jarring phone gazers.

So bright it’s blurry,
all life is dazed and confused—
in spring comes summer.

Like poetry, tea,
bit light or dark and bitter,
triggers reflections.