poem of the week: sprung
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May 12, 2012, 1:48 am
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sprung
(c) by margaux delotte-bennett
susans with black eyes
blink
pink posies perennially
pruned
life seems perpetually
in bloom
colors collide
as petals peel
and creepers creep
water seeps through
soil flecked with
glittering minerals prone to shine
wide eyes spy
as nature flourishes in tune
with longer days of rays
soft showers feed these flowers
open
as a way to
strut their stuff
while
seemingly
sedentary
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love it. Spring’s never been my favorite season, but the flowers really have been something else this year. (tho so has the pollen, which may be one reason I’m not a big fan of Spring!)
Comment by mh May 18, 2012 @ 9:26 amThe flowers have been a bit confused with our crazy weather… but their beauty forced me to take notice.
Comment by kinkywaves May 24, 2012 @ 8:37 amthis poem is almost as beautiful as the early season itself.
Comment by marianne ross May 22, 2012 @ 3:02 pmI thought, when i came to america, that those “glittering minerals” were real gold, that i had been assured the streets were paved with!
I sometimes wonder how that myth started. Maybe it was the minerals in the soil… Or the golden corn fields!
Comment by kinkywaves May 24, 2012 @ 8:39 am