Poetry and other writing by Sue Burley
Saturday, 22 April 2017
A Spring Garden
Impatient for summer
her bare toes curl, settle
into soft moss; she savours
sweet violets, but dreams of lilac.
Catching her eye a pale brimstone
lemon yellow, sails on waves of air.
Snow blossom unlocks a fragrance
with the promise of summer's plenty.
Nearby. the willow's green mist quivers.
A sharp breeze cools the wavering sun.
She shuts the garden shed, breathes in
the freshness of cut grass and shivers.
'A Spring Garden', was published in the Spring Issue
of "The Dawntreader" 2017
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