Welcome of the Palms Ovation
Welcome of The Palms Ovation
Cold sharp dawn
Of chrome lit silver
Dusty summer heat no more
Clean polished sun
Risen in perfect sea of azure skies
The lines of palms
Are twinkling suffused natures decorative
Flimsy delicate tips
Of fronds caught dancing
Shimmer and shimmy together
With a soft winds breezing
Glitter electric in their
Skyward dusting reach
Shivered light from their stretching arms
Random ballets sparkle
Catching stars of falling water
Hang momentum frozen
As with spangled flitter
The Palms are talking
In tones of daylight fireworks
Pyrotechnic fountains
Of scintillations green
Soft explosion spray
Their anthem of beauty
To the breaking day
Copyright © Colin Mitchell Williams | Year Posted 2008
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