April May Dance Until June.


April May Dance Until June.

  © -MFB III


April's golden tresses
grace willow trees 
and bless forsythia tips
near my mountain porch,
my heavenly perch.

My dog catches zzzz's
paws moving to 
squirrelly-cued dreams,
but melted snow rushes
faster to the river
flowing towards valleys below.

Clouds almost touch my world
misting pastures,
while a rainbow
bends to color
their gray and white canvas.

Summer slowly ascends
slopes below me
bearing the scent
of honeysuckle and
devil's paintbrush.

I remain a speck of flesh
a pigment of imagination
on God's incredible palette,
trying to capture his marvels on
these pounded, ground up remnants
of some trees I've never climbed.

Author notes
written by a cabin I used to frequent
when I needed escape from the world at large,
things seem much smaller on a mountaintop,
as far as the world's troubles go.

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Rosemay50 5 years ago from Hawkes Bay - NewZealand

I like your heavenly perch very much.

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