03-16-2024, 10:44 PM
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March Carolina dogwoods
popcorn-blossomed float between
dew-grassed sighing earth
and foggy sailcloth sky.
It’s as if trees were spraying
whiteful joy from upright trunks
through boughs and branches deep into
a breath-held overlay
or bashful Sun cascaded flowers
into each laden swelling stem
brightly nursing, nourishing
this ancient newborn world.
As usual, much-appreciated criticism found the parts most recently (and unfortunately) revised. Kept the parts which were liked. Thanks!
March Carolina dogwoods
popcorn-blossomed float between
dew-grassed sighing earth
and foggy sailcloth sky.
It’s as if trees were spraying
whiteful joy from upright trunks
through boughs and branches deep into
a breath-held overlay
or bashful Sun cascaded flowers
into each laden swelling stem
brightly nursing, nourishing
this ancient newborn world.
As usual, much-appreciated criticism found the parts most recently (and unfortunately) revised. Kept the parts which were liked. Thanks!
Non-practicing atheist