Spring
The tight skin of spring
buried in finery
coming as camouflage
redirecting us from the throttle of Winter
Liquid green like tomato feed
The Angiosperm of the root structure
teases us all
This vast uniformity of hope,
flawless cherried blossoms
loving a challenge
it creaves to us all
daffodils and tulips
resplendent in their perfume
Hollyhocks I could speak of them forever
Copyright © Antony Glaser | Year Posted 2025
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