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lauraheller
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since 2002-12-03
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0 posted 2002-12-05 01:48 PM



Spring Evening

The moon comes
and then she goes.
A star shimmers alone
as the moon hides behind
the black veiled sky.
Invisible oaks trees
lit by their Spring light,
a chartreuse green, glowing
in the blackness of night.

Rose azaleas barely
opening and closing
at the cool breeze
of a Mississippi evening.

And still the moon has
not lifted her mourning veil.
She is crying and stars
shimmer down her face.
She cries because her tulips
could not grow in the heat,
and their bright yellow, red,
pink, and lavender heads
fell to the plotted ground,
submitting to the unbearable
weight of the humid March sun.

The still wet grass
from the afternoon rain
smells like oak chips
and burnt bark of birches.

Passing under a pine tree,
the minty scent, the fresh
flavor of pine cones waif.

In the bare limbs of
a birch tree, a bird,
a robin, makes her nest.
Weeks later, little chirps,
twitterings can be heard
from the nestle of twigs.

The moon makes her
appearance. Her white
crescent shape gleams
down on the earth,
happy once more.
She has seen the beauty
that lives within her sight.

Laura Anne Heller

© Copyright 2002 Laura Anne Heller - All Rights Reserved
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