Petals from the sun, the mighty sunflower
Open up to a course of buzzing bees bumbling about
Swarming round and round
Franticly searching for the next fix of sweetness
The spring buds are ready to bloom
Bursting out from their wintry shells
Opening up after a full moon’s gravitational pulling
Dripping with pigment of red, blue and green
Drawing us in with their incredible sight
Butterflies flap their bright wings about
Smearing the air with an orange colored haze as they gently float by
Showing us spring is finally here
Like being colored by a giant paintbrush
The spring skyline is soaked in a red dripping light
I wish this day could stay forever
But it has to fade for the long days of summer
Where crickets chirp loud in the midmorning's sun and birds sing deep in the night
Where lightning bugs flurry about with their light streaks a streaking
Then fall comes with its bright burst of colors
Leaves dropping to the ground in all shapes and sizes
Then comes winter with its cold wind a blowing
Snow drifts in from a dark starless sky
Making a white covered city for all to start digging
Then we’re back from which we started
Published at, Books On Blog Sep 17, 2011 From the Book of poems called : Don’t Get It Twisted
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| Photo By Jason E. Hodges |
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