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Love Blooms
I had fun brushing the sky, with its impeccable blue,
then a sweep here and there of cloud’s silvery lining.
A few waffled spots amplified the intensity of hue.
Screws lightly driven at the base, release grassy knots.
A verdant green tenderly arcs toward the florid intimacy.
The blades of Spring, frothing, wild, free, like slingshots.
A xanthous sun surmised in the center-peak, brightening
the early american-orange blend that postulates a fence.
All before the placement of strong, sturdy, heightening.
Panels contain state-of-the-art gray-green stems and leaves.
Within the folds of the sun, magenta-pink petals. On left,
yellow and purple blossoms. On right, red and white cleaves.
Multi-hues spell out Love Blooms. Letters hidden in the grass.
It is Spring, a time to revive. It is April - my heart grieves, but
it is also alive with forty-four companion years for a lad & lass.
Copyright ©
Kim Rodrigues
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