Swim
through the maple’s
slip-edged,
ripening leaves
and emerge –
balanced, bobbing,
pollen-flocked –
on the cool air’s
shoals.
Tread –
in full embrace –
softened, spreading
light.
Linger in the greening.
And with abandon,
dive –
into burgeoning
May.
— C.Birde, 5/17
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Also….love the image you took! Those colors 😍 🕊🌿🍃🍁🍂🌱🌳
Thank you, Belinda 🙂 The red maple grows in our front yard — my Dad gave it to me as a sapling, the offspring of the red maple that grows in my parents’ front yard 🙂