we dream on day light
white camellia comes to bloom
and through the mist
a robin's site is made
by note of breast
the berry red the robin knows
and layered warmth
beneath the sod feeds both berry
and the vine
all while it reaches up and grows
dew on wing sat to vine
with red its vital voice - calls to camellia
singing in its white
do you love the Winter, do you love
its very mist?
the Camellia kisses the sweetest dew
and answers robin "Yes"
bkmackenzie
2016
white camellia comes to bloom
and through the mist
a robin's site is made
by note of breast
the berry red the robin knows
and layered warmth
beneath the sod feeds both berry
and the vine
all while it reaches up and grows
dew on wing sat to vine
with red its vital voice - calls to camellia
singing in its white
do you love the Winter, do you love
its very mist?
the Camellia kisses the sweetest dew
and answers robin "Yes"
bkmackenzie
2016
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ReplyDeleteI was taken away by the wording
ReplyDeleteThen Camellia said "Yes"
Thank you Martin for your kind words...bkm
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