The first and last Colorado spring
It snowed
It rained
It thundered
It blew
It shined
On my exposed skin.
The dead winter trees
With their bare vein-like fingers
Grew infected with buds of blue,
Or maybe it was yellow
Or red
Or purple
Or green
Or goodbye.
Apr 20, 2011
Apr 20, 2011 at 7:51 PM UTC
The first and last Colorado spring
It snowed
It rained
It thundered
It blew
It shined
On my exposed skin.
The dead winter trees
With their bare vein-like fingers
Grew infected with buds of blue,
Or maybe it was yellow
Or red
Or purple
Or green
Or goodbye.