‘Heavenly Blue’

 

 

Morning Glories

Float

On pale jade stems,

Whose

Green heart leaves,

Tangle

In the Red-Runner thicket,

Up

And

Up

Into the intertwine of

Wild branches

Hanging

With sweet, golden plums.

*

Another Summer

Comes,

Rises,

Falls away.

Always,

That first one

Of Morning Glories and

Bright Red-Runners

Bring you,

Among all the memories

Silver gleaming,

Moon glow,

The tide of fireflies,

The last butterflies,

From the lavender mists

Of then.

When you sat

In a long cotton skirt,

Your knees drawn up

Beneath,

Soft folds of green

Capturing embroidered flowers

Holding tiny mirrors

In shapes Jasmine, Rose, and Honeysuckle.

The sun warmed your

Closed eyes ,

Its red star falling

Behind blue hills,

Beckoning us

To the garden

For one final walk.

With you on my arm,

My heart breaking in

That last bit of beauty.

 

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