#MarchDay1

spring is coming, open your eyes, the creatures stir from their long winter’s nap the fog has lifted, the sun will rise sparrows nudge their young awake, honey bears blink brown eyes and loudly yawn- spring is coming, open your eyes! the tender flower buds the ground do break; overcome by joy, the...

What it is to be a persimmon Cruising with the wind Dangling from tree branches Getting nutrients from the earth. Nothing more than freedom What a beautiful thing that is. #MarchDay1

𝘛𝘰𝘥𝘢𝘺'𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘬, 𝘈 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘩. 𝘔𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨-𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦, 𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘦. #MarchDay1 This poem is single-lined to be faithful to the Chinese poetry style. ^^

There was an ink monster Made from careless hands And soaked towels They took the ugly little thing And gave him shape Covered up his crookedness With pen and pencil He hung on a yellow wall Filled of roses He fit there neatly Against the colorful P...

A butterfly lands on the persimmon branch It's wings fluttering in the slight breeze The leaves making a rustling noise There is a saying that I can The flapping of a butterflies wings Can cause a typhoon on the other side of the world It's funny how something so small Could cause so much c...