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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I recline with my cherry tree musings… a fount of blossoms rise and curve up from the ground up into a heaven-and-cloud scene to spread in splendor a festoon of blooms like cumulus-puffs plucked from above placed in tufts to fluff graceful branches plush with clusters the pink of an ingenue’s blush captured within her maiden buds before she even knew how to bloom born of Nature’s wealth she is rich with frilly flourish steeped in scent of morning dew —mist and moss heaped with pollen-gold pursed within petal-pouches 'til unfurled like hooped petticoats each bloom thriving with a thrill yet only for the span of a brief fantasy conjured by the cosmos she wears the fuchsia mantle of a romance regent a spring queen amongst peasant green but her reign not designed to last beyond the swoon of April's rouged moon ..and I the lowly grateful grass beneath her class am charmed and soothed by the aestheticism of her coral confetti rain as her flowers relinquish control reaching into their shared soul realizing it’s time to let go… falling oh f a l l i n g from heights of her feminine fame— a shower of rosy carnival streamers —the curtain call of a nirvana-drama-diva ..and I the lowly grateful grass beneath her shade am humbled by the melancholy of her fading beauty but cheered to wear her eye catching mantle and bear her vanilla scented love letters to the earth transforming me from the peasantry of chlorophyll unfulfilled transforming me from the mundane to the ordained for in this moment as you gaze upon me these staid blades of gravestone grass —even I am e n c h a n t i n g as the last petal falls
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