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RE: E I (Day 13 of 100 -- poetry challenge)

in #poetry7 years ago

with a prayer
I become unhinged
my core pushes forth
a promise of Spring
all in a crocus bloom
and a drop of earth ink

I had to stop and take a photo of these particular crocus yesterday. They had obtained an inky purple colour. Rich soil grows remarkable things, much like this write:)

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I do so love the early spring flowers, the crocus and blue bells, such rich lore too (the Fey).

Thank you for these lovely words. <3

We are still waiting on the bluebells to ring:)

They are up here and glorious! :)