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My Mother's Solar System
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Layer Poetry Around her neck
hang Oriental Cherry glasses.
They magnify Daisies, Peonies… Lilies
in her heaven – sky-lined by Mountains,
Dwarf Mugo, Swedish Aspen & Pine.
Her smile warms to Delphiniums
in a Sunflower’s afternoon.
A Bleeding Heart of Old Gold.
She knows – her flowers like children
bloom with love.
Her Dogwood hands are sturdy
like Oregon Grape.
The soil planted –
she makes a home – for Vine Maples, Daffodils,
Astilbe, Creeping Phlox and Cannulas.
In wizened words, she roots
the Russian Sage and Red Grass.
Yet, she is the Star-Gazer Lily
growing in the hidden valley
of the Ponderosa Pines.
Very cool
A beautiful visual poem, Along with the emboldened words to bring its meaning full cirlce. I like it very much! :)