May Poem by Jonathan Galassi

May

Rating: 2.7


The backyard apple tree gets sad so soon,
takes on a used-up, feather-duster look
within a week.

The ivy’s spring reconnaissance campaign
sends red feelers out and up and down
to find the sun.

Ivy from last summer clogs the pool,
brewing a loamy, wormy, tea-leaf mulch
soft to the touch

and rank with interface of rut and rot.
The month after the month they say is cruel
is and is not.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 11 February 2012

I read this poem and impressed. Thanks.I invite you to read my poem and comment. Will you please help to get my poems published through a good publisher.

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Jonathan Galassi

Jonathan Galassi

Seattle, Washington
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