May 2013 – Petals & Thorns

Drawn in by sweetness
breathing deep what catches me
willingly ensnared

early dew softness
the luminous horizon
fingers stretch out. Ouch!

dear blackberry bush;
don’t want people picking you?
don’t be made of food

stark white rose petals
carpeting the frosted path
winter’s first sharp thorn

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