Thursday your buds were beautiful
\nFriday your leaves on fire
\nSAturday resplendent
\nyour flames were licking higher<\/p>\n
Copper stopper popper
\nAnd bronze of dancing light
\nA lustre Of profusion
\nA beam a stream the sight<\/p>\n
Of recent winter storm clouds
\nHefty heaps of snow
\nThe beast came from the east
\nGrowling as we know<\/p>\n
But you took it all
\nIn your stride
\nYour skelethal twigs so fine
\nBuilding up a character
\nYour energy on the line<\/p>\n
And now within a month or so
\nAlready you on fire
\nCinnabar vermillion
\nA sanguine glowing pyre<\/p>\n
Dazzling in the evening light
\nFlushing blushing you
\nRusty coloured damask
\nWine coloured through and through<\/p>\n
In a silent standoff
\nYour branches dark and new
\nBoldly shaking far from faking
\nYour coppery smile on view<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Thursday your buds were beautiful Friday your leaves on fire SAturday resplendent your flames were licking higher Copper stopper popper And bronze of dancing light A lustre Of profusion A beam a stream the sight Of recent winter storm clouds … Continue reading