CC Bloom Poet Free verse

I hate lawn mowers

when spring has announced 
itself ahead of time
and the birds are excited
to be heard and mate.

I want to join in the party
with turquoise beads
for necklaces
and purposeful living.

My porch is speckled
with the petals
of a dogwood tree.
It is bleeding petals of beauty
for no one but me and the bees
who are hurrying
 to appreciate and see.

Robert Plant is singing
out there,
 somewhere
'Ship of Fools' 

I gathered petals 
in plastic bags
after my run and before
a storm that might happen
because it all is borrowed 
time.

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