Thursday, 10 April 2014

Spring Flower Songs




Scattered about the woodland floor
Ghostly wood anemone –
A sliver of crescent moon.


Pale moon primula
Finding their place
Amid the green gauzed birch.


At the tipping point between
In breath and out breath –
Slipping the mask to step into spring.


And soft the rain fell
Percussive patterns on new leaves –
Our footfall startling the deer.



Subject to formlessness
Birch swaying to their own dance –
Fire in the night.

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