pecking on soggy soil
a black bird's eyes
shines silvery
as flowering moon
ii.
soil is fire
blazing green and yellow
daffodils on my hair
dandelions on my wrist
flaming tulips rise,
with peplum skirts
iii.
fresh tang of spice roots,
sharp claws of herbal leaves
& plum skin of ripe tomatoes-
this soil is wine & bread
iv.
leave me
rain-soiled & kiss-smothered by flowers
in this spring dance-
Posted for D'verse Poets pub ~ Soil Poetics handled by Bjorn Rudberg ~ Thanks for the challenge Bjorn !
