In the Enchanted Forest
spring fell
like a crack-crazed
Roman goddess
careening through
its paths and by-ways.
Blooming camellias
casting their petals
on the ground
leave
technicolor
detritus
painted by
a drunken Van Gough.
Ornamental fruit trees
blossoming
pink and white
like the cheeks
of Norwegian
eight-year-olds
in mid-winter
overdosing
on candy canes.
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Author:
Trenz Pruca (
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Comments6
Provocative write, T.P.
I love your writing Trenz!
Thank you. I appreciate it.
Very good colourful write Trenz.
Andy
Good write Trenz. You enjoying that February, while it lasts? Only few days left of it!
I particularly enjoy Feb 30 and 31. Work it out... lol.
wonderful poetry, utilising some unique metaphors
thanks for sharing dear poet
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