Message

The buds are metal

Amidst the bramble

Beneath the Hawthorn trees

Soft in the summer rain

Love’s tangled web

As black clouds gather

Struggle

Like thunder

Its flash strikes me down.

Warm crystal tears

Brush stagnant glades

Blesses the Chestnut tree

As heavens furnace glows red

Loves fashioned fingers

Through clouds of swollen pollen

Scented flowers

Kiss the veil of opaque skin

A silent message of love.

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One Response to Message

  1. brian miller says:

    interesting contrasts of texture in this….
    enjoy that silent message alan
    and have a wonderful easter….

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