Purple petals dance
with solemn passion,
swirl in a breeze
filled with promise.
Sacred fireflies
shine in the wild night,
reach into the doleful void
to dazzle.
A dead leaf swirls in
the center of a whirling
torrent, disappears
down the storm drain.
Earth convulses while
blizzards howl,
morphs in an empty afternoon
beneath hoary skies .
Sursum corda.
Linked to dVerse Poets’ Pub Open Link Night. You are invited to join us, cozy up to the bar and share a poem. Our hostess this week is Joy Ann Jones, also known as hedgewitch. You can be sure she will make the evening fun-filled and, perhaps, a bit intoxicating.