FIBONACCI POETRY

VIRGINIA GOW

Sunday, September 30, 2018

Under a Teal Sky

UNDER A TEAL SKY

She
sleeps
alone
all Winter,
naked and neglected,
a dark, stark assemblage of sticks,
coarse and rejected.

Till Springtime warms her sleeping bones.
Blesses her with a rosy hue.
Dresses her in a lacy cloak.
Vermillion-tipped pink
blossoms bloom.

Under a teal sky,
she
Is
Goddess
in this hidden glade.
Queen Crabapple Tree.

Bees
bow,
buzz and
dance in attendance.
Her stately presence
enriching their lives
with golden nectar
to take back to their hives.

A force of nature
feeds her soul
each year
for
you
and me.
We love to see the blossom tree
regenerate and
be.

VGow
26/09/18




Wednesday, September 26, 2018

UNDER A TEAL SKY

UNDER A TEAL SKY

She
sleeps
alone
all Winter,
naked and neglected,
a dark, stark assemblage of sticks,
coarse and rejected.

Till Springtime warms her ancient bones.
Blesses her with a rosy hue.
Dresses her in a lacy cloak.
Vermillion-tipped pink
blossoms bloom.

Under a teal sky,
she
Is
Goddess
in this hidden glade.
Queen Crabapple Tree.

Bees
bow,
buzz and
dance in attendance.
Her stately presence
enriching their lives
with golden nectar
to take back to their hives.

A force of nature
feeds her soul
each year
for
you
and me.
We love to see the blossom tree
regenerate and
BE.

VGow
26/09/18




Thursday, August 30, 2018

BLACKHEATH SPRING

BLACKHEATH SPRING.

Come
Spring!
Gather
your forces.
Spread scented breezes
to gently blow a second wind
over these old garden bones and up the stalks of jonquils,
robust daffodils and snow drops.
Frolic now with mauve,
and white violets,
pink heather and blue rosemary
rusticating on dry-stone walls.
Frightened lizards scamper and hide
far from hungry kookaburra eyes.
Sulphur-crested cockatoos scratch out early seedlings.
Green parrots search for nesting trees.
Garden now is ready to host
a party
for reckless wild orange poppies
and wanton daisies.
Young Japanese cherry blossoms weep beneath a radiant cobalt sky.
Perfumed Daphne mingles well with
purple mint
to cascade over
stepping stones.
Tree ferns snuggle up against old grey round timber logs,
Buds appear on rhododendrons.
Mountain air
Is crisp
and
sweet.
Welcome
Spring!

Cheers!

VGOW
30/08/18