Kissing To The Air Poem by Mark R Slaughter

Kissing To The Air



Spring verve:
Yellow spray,
Pointillistic
Whites at play
With red
In splash n dash -

The bounce
Of on-and-off upon
A monotone of green.

Cooling into focus,
Daffodils court,
Sniffing at the daisy;

We're all bought! -
Cissy-colour crazy!

Fountain fresh,
We're kissing to the air -

We never seem to care
When colour sings.

Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2012

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Just a flitting note on the psychological effect of a warming spring day - whenever that might be!
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