Liberated Passion
It is yet early spring
but the day is enveloped
in an atmosphere of
sun-crackling heat as
warm, bright rays burst
through the near-bare branches
of deciduous trees, warming
the forest floor, coaxing
trout lilies, trilliums and
woodland violets to
reveal themselves, unpack
their tiny, perfect flowers
as iridescent green flies
and husky bees awake to
the season of pollen
when morning cloaks mate
and song sparrows warble
their trill of liberated passion.
Tuesday, May 7, 2013
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Poetry
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