Red honeysuckle
lavishly adorns the pole ~
in spring's new wardrobe
Lizard changes hue
as bees busy themselves in
opulent pink buds
Last year's spent seed pods
hanging on, not yet displaced
by this season's shoots
Feather light spring breeze
tickles skin and rustles leaves ~
Whoosh! A gusty angst
Tired bones lean in
my eyelids growing heavy
amidst the dry reeds
Pollen hangs from tree
taunting me with its graceful
plumes ~ tonight I'll sneeze
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Lovely images meeting words.
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