Black Tulip In York Garden Poem by Margaret Kollmer
Black Tulip In York Garden
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Seek her not in the yawn
of a grey December
as withered she lies
in wrinkled expectation of
Spring's chameleon eye.
And pluck her not in the crisp
of an April sunrise:
Chalice of blood
Amethyst wand
Waving in regal splendour
and throbbing in the warmth of
a sun-washed cerulean sky.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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