by Tom Mukasa
This balmy spring,
Once again a welcome moment,
swans swimming in the pond,
the woodpecker bang, bang, bang.
An occasional clear sky,
The sun a fiery globe,
A puddle here and there,
The snow giving up its horde.
The banner on a lofty perch,
Spread fully by a blowing wind,
Dotted glimmering glint,
Of random stars and stripes.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
Tom Mukasa is a recipient of the Anne Frank Human Rights Award. He lives in San Francisco, California USA, enjoys country-walks, volunteers with social development organizations. He has a passion for working in the laboratory and with teams working towards the cure of HIV. He is the co-founder of the Global Social Justice Action Against Xenophobia (JAXp). He is a blogger but also finds time to write poem-stories using the traditional Buganda style rendered in English. Many more of his poems are on: ugandabeinsanfrancisco.blogspot.com. Enjoy reading them but do not forget to share a remark as well as following him. Thank you, you are lovely!
Last updated July 14, 2015