Heads held high
Facing the elements
The trumpeters
Narcissists
Endure cold, snow, wind, rain
Marching into Spring
Shadorma
Tag: March
At Midnight
March left me last night,
while I was sleeping,
And out of sight,
She went creeping
right out the door
and April slipped in
With a silly Fool’s Grin
To prank me once more
Rhyme
March Melody
May Day 2015
Original Poetry by Leona J. Atkinson ©2015
Goodbye, March 2015
Acclimation
February’s Farewell
Sunshine ends the day!
February’s grand finale!
March winds blowing in,
Bringing the promise of Spring,
To the weary winter worn earth.
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 02-28-14
Leonas Lines--Poetry Plus 