Monday, April 04, 2011

Not without Poetry Challenge, day 4

In this gray in-between season,
This drawn-out limbo between winter and spring,
All the world blends to mud, bark and rain.
Bu, one suburban yard, fronting a house so neutral
It could be carved from the beige and taupe weather,
Blazes its difference, makes drivers swerve,
Blinded by a sudden ecstasy of color.
Corner to color, it explodes with lavender and yellow crocuses.


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