a sea of coloration radiated from the dark

It is a homage to my S.A.D. and the necessity to find glimmers of light in the dark during the changing of the seasons.

Virginia Creeper

Weighed down with bags of shopping,​​

Heavy thoughts and weather grey,

I trudged on like a zombie 

through the car-parks empty bays.

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“Get home” was my drab mantra, 

Through the autumn cold I traipsed

When, my footsteps turned a corner,

Changed my mundane worlds landscape.

–

At the library’s rear pathway

There, my breath caught at a sight,

Which swiftly helped to lift me from

My peevish, sorry plight…

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….as a sea of coloration 

radiated from the dark,

draped lavishly emblazoned

across the library wall’s car-park.

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Golds, yellows, ambers, reds

And other warm, rich flames,

Shone brightly from a leafy bed 

Of Virginia’s full flushed veins.

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I saw a bench fortune had placed 

Across from my sweet treasure found,

As though it knew, this sweet spot graced

To stun spectators homeward bound.

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I do not know how long I sat there,

Drinking in your beauties bliss

The grey and cold of my prior mood

Replaced, instead with your warm kiss.

–

I thought of you again that night,

Resolved the next day to return.

But, When I did to my soul’s plight 

I found your beauty had fast burned.

–

The winds had stripped most of your splendor

All scattered below where you’d plumed.

Car wheels and rain had turned your tender

leaves to mush, which once so bloomed.

–

But, for a moment I did mourn

The transience of nature’s way.

As I knew, your flames would be re-bourn:

Ignited in next year’s display!

Laura Turner

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