As a child savors
her first lollipop
full of wonder
licking her lips
simple joys of nature:
sunflowers pulse on the wind
layers of sapphire mountains
unfurl as a scroll
the wild geese honk in v-shape
marshmallow clouds swirl
through pink lemonade
stars dazzle on black velvet
like a girl tossing glitter
and the Harvest Moon
casting golden coins
on Shewbird Mountain.
--Brenda Kay Ledford
This poem appeared in:
"West End Poet's Newsletter,"
September/October/November 2018
www.westendpoetsweekend.com
Poetry about the beauty, heritage and history of the Blue Ridge Mountains of western North Carolina appear on this blog.
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
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