spring snapshot
out of a shallow dip
catch-water field
of landscape polished rock
a shock of pregnant junipers
in pine pitch laden sunlight
olive-green fires arise
and my eyes bedazzle
gossamer
floating specks
of bees
new hatched
butterflies
golden jump
and spiral
as if tethered
to child’s witching wand
random rode
the windless air
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