The plum tree fires pink fireworks
into the gray skies of Febru’ry
lavish petals filling the gnarled trunk
with no apology for color so audacious
Earth herself awakens below
the broad swath of cement.
I greet her across the open street
daring to lift my color with hers
into the face of winter.
On March 9, 2010
Lovely! That guileless brazenness of beauty in Nature is so moving…
The meetings of colors; characters if you will, in the stark cold environment softens the hard edges of February. Beautiful, Don!
Very nice, Don. It’s beautifully reflective and paints a word picture of the view out my window, too.
Sweet, Bro… keep ‘em coming
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The Earth becomes palpable from your pen. Thank you for that.
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