the fabric of her dress
clinging to a garden
of flowers
holding the contours
of her landscape
with blends
around the corner bush
for his pleasing material eye
she spreads
tempestuous the vine
colors of the rainbow
arching
along
contemporaneous
as the wallflower awakens
to the erecting wall
and winding trellises
tasseled are the tongues
as the songbirds
come to coo
Logan Robertson
3/19/2019
I read on another site (PS) of an ongoing poetry contest sponsored by CC. I read his poem and was really inspired. In this poem, I write of a garden setting, bougainvillea, the beauty of how the flowers spread, with a sensual meaning between the lines.
