by Ann Christine Tabaka
From my front door I see Earth open up in profusion. Popcorn clouds paint the sky. Bright & sparkling / an inspired dawn awakes, full of purpose / a gem held high. Dollied lace promises reach for my heart / wading through dreams / while shadows play tag with the sun. I saunter idly though my gardens / watching flowers smile back at me. A chorus of Glorias spring forth from dancing trees. Never a greener green has been seen. Wide arms of nature / stretch around the morning, caressing her with the softness of a new spring day. All from my front door.
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She is the winner of Spillwords Press 2020 Publication of the Year, her bio is featured in the “Who’s Who of Emerging Writers 2020 and 2021,” published by Sweetycat Press. She is the author of 14 poetry books, and 1 short story book. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and four cats. Her most recent credits are: Caroline Muse, Sparks of Calliope; The Closed Eye Open, Poetic Sun, Tangled Locks Journal, Wild Roof Journal, The American Writers Review, The Phoenix, Burningword Literary Journal, Muddy River Poetry Review, The Silver Blade, Pomona Valley Review, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Fourth & Sycamore.