Sunday, April 04, 2010

PAD, Day 3

Partly Awake

I saw only weeds,
demanding bent knee labor,
not noticing
that the smartweed
looked like a
bolt of purple cloth,
spread to tempt
a princess into her newest
luxury.
Those punk rock,
spiky headed dandelions
did not amuse,
and the hymn of
blue veronicas
could not reach my ears.

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4 Comments:

Blogger Theresa Williams said...

You are writing of a princess and I of a wizard. What is happening?

April 04, 2010 5:15 PM  
Blogger Cynthia said...

Magic, Theresa, magic!

April 04, 2010 5:32 PM  
Blogger alphawoman said...

I truly love this. A painting in poetry.

April 05, 2010 6:35 PM  
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