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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