Out On the Piazza
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The forsythia is not as full of blooms as this one because it has tried to bloom out since December..
Chartreuse tassels hang quiet, still
Birds joyfully sing love's song
Roosters' melodies fill the hollow
Each greet spring gone so long
Charcoal clouds ruffled across blue
Cobalt could bring a shower
Wash golden forsythia's blooms
Loaded with blossom power
The still air loaded with pollen
Each plant seeking a mate
Some falling upon car and barn
Missed wind's transport to date
An egg yolk sun peeks through cobalt
Will it shine the whole day
Is there rain in those early clouds
Let joy exude come what may
Copyright © Sara Kendrick | Year Posted 2016
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