Sunday, September 2, 2018

Is It Just Wind In The Leaves

Finally able to visit the garden of Poetic Bloomings! today's prompt You Come To My Senses




Silver snicker in a flicker of green tossed with gold
Blurs the sheen where what has been turns everybody old
And what we thought was not anything much at first, we see
When all is said and done is spun in shades of you and me

The color of your smile becomes the colour of my tears
Where flower-flavored summers strum the dust of yester-years
And turns the idle mind into a colorful cascade
Of echo-tinted floats in a behind-closed-eyes parade

© Janet Martin

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