on the tip of a pine
and waits for love sonnets
to wing their way into her grace.
A lone hare watches from
her theater of moss not sure
if she will be introduced
as apothecary or fertile.
With a sigh the wind makes
a northern turn suggesting
lovers will deliver poems
inked in various shades of blue.
a northern turn suggesting
lovers will deliver poems
inked in various shades of blue.
Note on my reference to the hare as an apothecary:
The moon rabbit is, simply put, the markings on the moon
that look like a rabbit pounding in a pestle.
Real Toads ~ Art Flash! in April
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