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Sacre du printemps

by William F Dougherty

The evangelical sun exults,
a meadow floats, and tulips blare,
daffodils and cardinals shine
in bronzy air.

A grumble of bees in tiger vests
belly nectar bloom to bloom,
sip sugared ayes from violets
and lilac plume.

Bluebirds on forsythia sense
an exfoliating wonder:
mountainsides of tardy buds
unfold in taffeta thunder.


Posted on 09/04/2012
Copyright © 2020 William F Dougherty

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/05/12 at 12:03 AM

Beautiful imagery...poetic snapshot. I especially like: A grumble of bees in tiger vests

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/05/12 at 02:21 AM

Even as I welcome the first evening chill leading to fall, this spring landscape is very inviting. Thanks!

Posted by Christel Crews on 09/09/12 at 10:18 PM

wow - that is breath-taking and makes me want to pause in this summer's eve to breathe in the air and walk through a field of blooms

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