The fence
Is crowned
With a royal row
Of violet Morning Glories
That cater to a discriminating clientele
Of hummingbirds and bees
While the daylight-shy Moonflower
Opens only at night
For moths.
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 8:28 PM UTC
I look up at Venus
As she dances with an ancient vibrant flare
When suddenly,
Earth says hello.
A lonesome cloud
sends down a gentle drop of rain
That kisses my long-some eyes.
And lets me see clearly beyond
Our dense atmosphere.
Hearts swell
As the majesties
Kindle the grandeur light
To all possibilities
Once again.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 8:03 PM UTC