Rich red shooting drops
of curvy flutes.
tangled heads, infused
with hearts of deepest
green.Smiling faces shyly peak
from lilac-splashed petals,
half-curled in sleepy snooze.Feathered spikes of
soft-pink heather
pointing upwards to
of bluebell splendour,
standing upright, tall
shrouded calm, aglow
with yawning sun’s
first rays.Splattered clouds in
winding trails of
puffy lines, caressing
dawn’s fresh dewy eyes. Awakened souls embraced
by beauty of fine nature’s
lifting fears –
stroking with the vision
of this wondrous,
bright displayfloating on rhythms of peace.
© Nicky Clifford 2016
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