July 30, 2011
You are more flowers than the spring
has sprung in its lifetime of red yellow orange sunset sea-
Ambrosia sweetened.
Tear at the soil to find;
To toss your lovely out to the sky
where your canopy of arms flap
around us.

Then battered and bruised
by need.
Pummeling, pouring
until the earth spews and tugs


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