03-15-2024, 09:39 AM
Fogwood
March Carolina dogwoods
float popcorn-blossomed
between dew-grassed earth
and misty sailcloth sky
as if trees were fountaining
whiteful joy from slender trunks
through boughs and branches deep
into breath-held overlay
or bashful Sun cascaded
flowers down each laden stem
freshly nourishing
this ancient newborn world.
March Carolina dogwoods
float popcorn-blossomed
between dew-grassed earth
and misty sailcloth sky
as if trees were fountaining
whiteful joy from slender trunks
through boughs and branches deep
into breath-held overlay
or bashful Sun cascaded
flowers down each laden stem
freshly nourishing
this ancient newborn world.
Non-practicing atheist

