Trundling mornings
Accented in small petals
Pastel vanilla
Perfumed breezes pass me by
Giving way to cold showers
Trundling mornings
Accented in small petals
Pastel vanilla
Perfumed breezes pass me by
Giving way to cold showers
Dew kissed and glowing
A set of golden roses
Arise from the East
Greeting the Northwest anew
Both perfumed and thorned alike.
Slowly the wheel turns,
Cool breezes laced with sunshine,
Greet us each morning,
Along with yellow blossoms,
Buzzing with busy bumbles.
The words come slowly…
On unsteady legs they rise,
Resisting stage fright.
Under a single spotlight,
Each verse shall bud and blossom.
An iris in bloom,
No introduction needed,
Just your attention.
Behold! The most beautiful!
…for beauty is in the eye…
crawling crystal skies
dark watercolor clouds paint
with such vibrancy!
As far as the eyes can see
a carpet, of superb blooms.
How about poppies
pleasing yellow-orange Flowers
rare in downtown, aye
yet moving your feelings right
i envy no daisy sway.