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
Those punk rock,
spiky headed dandelions
did not amuse,
and the hymn of
blue veronicas
could not reach my ears.



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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