Sunday, May 20, 2012

Flowering Cherry

It is the space between the tender
pink petals I see this April day,
at first, velvet gray then spacious
blue as morning fog lifts, drifts
to who knows where.
I watch the graceful frozen dance
of the limbs in the neighbor's backyard.
Fenced in, chain links. The stopped
arabesque, the worshipful pose,
uplifted branches almost ready to give
way to green.

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