Blooming Canvas

High up the wisps of verdant foliole
The silvery whispers twinkled through droplets
The droplets rocked to and fro
Dreams of unsaid tokens of love
The dreams that the sooty pearls left
Safely tucked to sleep on each foliole tip

The delirious wasps buzzed around
the blooming canvas of enticing hues
The canvas painted with great panache
By the artistic wizard up above the wild blue yonder
And, each blossom hushed tales of caress
Safely tucked to sleep on each corolla curve

Eivine

Hi! I’m Eivine, a writer who loves to prance around with words! Writing had been my ultimate passion ever since I learned to hold my pencil in the toddler days. Being a single child who didn’t have the luxury of YouTube, cartoons and video games of the present generation, my besties for life where books! My mother was the one who introduced me to the fantastic world of words that wove tales and poetry. One day when she returned from work, she had a big book in her hand. It was Enid Blyton’s “The Naughtiest Girl In The School.” I took it awestruck and asked her how I’m going to finish reading such a big book. She asked me to try it once and to both her and my surprise, I finished reading it in a stretch without even taking a break. That was my first step into the world of books, words, reading, and writing.