Suisun Spring

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the green glow
of our cottonwoods
newly clothed in the gentle April sun ….

our apple tree,
still skeletal,
intimating cotton buds
promising green glory to come,

and the grass!
all winter-yellow evaporated,
shouting like a
third-grade leprechaun
skipping across the playground
in the school’s St. Patrick’s Day Parade.

but most unforeseen,
along the rough fence
the vinca
blazing with royal light
in the deep, verdant shade
of our cottonwoods.

(12 April 2010)

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2 thoughts on “Suisun Spring

  1. Great images, although the poem makes me jealous. Here we are threatened by giant wildflowers and the earth is so dry there is no green anywhere. It seems more like the dog days just before the monsoons than early June. Your poem makes me feel as if life in all its glory exists somewhere, and I am truly glad to know it does. This helped my day feel better.

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