Nature's Dance

Simple poem about the beauty of nature and how it works...

The scarlet pedals unfold.

An intimate waltz designed by nature,

an intricate cascade revealing its beauty.

All anticipated questions over.

The natural ovation generates

A boastful crimson radiance.

 

Soon,

The intimate waltz becomes a

Sorrowful melody; passionately dehydrating

the beauty and erasing all radiance.

 

One by one,

A scarlet dancer falls. Dresses stiff,

Rhythm chaotic, bones fragile.

 

Hibernation until the next song:

Song of Spring.

Song of Summer.

Reviews

[Kenneth The Poet]

Agreed.