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A torrential purple rain
Of whispering buds
Cascades down the lane
Unwinding like a skein
Of rambling yarn
In a fog of purple rain
Leaving a wake of living suds
And trailing fragrant sprays
Of bobbing, waving buds
Tumbling down from lofty heights
And like the sun’s fading rays
Cascades in splendid sights
Written for dVerse.
Lovely poem! The cascading flowers of spring are everywhere here in NC. This morning it was snow... gone this evening! Earlier it was cherry blossoms!
ReplyDeleteI love this -
ReplyDeleteLeaving a wake of living suds
And trailing fragrant sprays
A beautiful splash of colour!
ReplyDeleteWonderful write. The natural cascade of the flowers was interesting...
ReplyDeletecharming!!
ReplyDeleteSome lovely cascading lines - nice poem.
ReplyDeleteI love the rhymes in this... and then I have to think of Prince when I read this.
ReplyDeleteI like those blossoms unwinding like a skein of yarn.
ReplyDeleteLove the color of purple cascading like rain and yarn.
ReplyDeleteThere is a sense of unbridled freedom here. The unwinding, the rambling. The trailing, the tumbling. It's a healing form/poem for stuck energy.
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