Title picture: Image by Jill Wellington from Pixabay.
https://soundcloud.com/rowan-joyce/born-of-blossom?si=65bed45efdd244a3abf84fadcb5ffbe8
Spring Born of blossom
Blossom frames the parasol.
A lately born form of colour,
redirecting chlorophyll,
filling petals with crystalline will.
Warm wind, pregnant with moist
dew-spent scent envelops me.
Like an explosion of leaves,
a coat of new growth, on a tree.
I sicken for a moment in the headiness
of the blossoms truculent growth.
Tumescent explosion of pollen swollen
stamen, graven in welts of flower laden green.
I dream this opulent sheen
of days ending in the ever emending
renewing of spring's expanding
big bang. Clawing for understanding,
seeking more than self,
and self-branding human
projected perception
of this moment.
Wallowing in the blossoms'
sight - petulant petal-sprung
eloquent knowing through
silent simple growing.
I listen, seeking answers
in evening’s expanding thrum.
The various media used in the poetry reading are all from CC licence sources, links to credit:
Music: Cretayu by Elayun
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