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Saturday, April 25, 2015

Beneath The Pink Sky

the pink mingling
of cherry blossoms and sky
wash spring in romance

~ P ~

pink azaleas
blush brick walls
with flirting spring

~ P ~

the lake mirrors
spring’s rouge
of pink azaleas

~ P ~

bouquets of blushing pink
hang from the limbs of spring
in a cherry blossom crush

~ P ~

the sun spills
pink lemonade
across the horizon
until awe satisfies
its thirst

~ P ~

placed between bookends
of yesterday and tomorrow
i claim the space of a moment
to breathe the scented wind
of pink cherry blossoms and sun

©Susie Clevenger 2015

NaPoWriMo ~ 2015


Sanaa Rizvi said...

This is gorgeous..! :D Loved the vivacious imagery that's been painted in this poem! Its a breath of fresh air :D

Lots of love,

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

Lovely variations on a theme, and then the satisfying summing up.

Grace said...

I can't wait to see those pink azaleas blushing nor the cherry blossom crush ~ Such a lovely spring blooms to breathe ~

Thanks for playing along Susie & wishing you happy weekend ~

Björn Rudberg said...

Oh that pink lemonade with a splash of Azalea.. Such is spring when it's best.

rlavalette said...

Yowza! Pinkly delicious; great variety. Well done, SC!

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