bloodless pulls
this budding me
up from wanting
to fall from cloud
or sleeveless tree
extends an arm
over the lunar
surface studded
along its length with
diminutive
lime claws unclasp
its being
whole, suspended
in the offer
waiting for what
licks the bright
blooms catching
the question spikes
green roses roused,
concealing stolen
breath would be
quiet is cawful-
trees burst pink
as if blossoming could
cherry
Great piece
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thank you matthew! i've been sitting on it for awhile, waiting to figure out how to post my own pix. spring is a very special time of year to me. i'm always trying to catch it as early as i possibly can. thanks for reading and for your support!
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