The air holds warmth in sealed packets
and ships them to living bodies
whom linger idyllically,
overdressed in gaudy allure,
pink jasmine sprays its lusty plumes
overhead the woven flower wreath
making this crown Joyous.
The mustard yellow fields are lit.
Local poppies have all stuck their spindly necks
out tall, above the scruff and common
gullible daisies.
Petals spark fields of amber glow,
strong in orange and
merely mocking
the white weak sun.
There was green hope all over the hills
-After All-
Winter wouldn’t stay fixated on grey
forever. Tasted the difference between
yellow earth and blue sky-together
And It was good,
And it was all green
left by the sugary dew
drawn to each other
in the new Spring atmosphere.
Painting by Granville Redmond, Coastal wildflowers (1912), in [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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