Charlotte Ballard

Nature In The Middle: A Secret Place

A flash of purple, light and perfect
Flutters a welcome, cradling white
Curved around pink. Each blossom
Reflected back by silver liquid perfection
Spotted with green lily pads where
No frogs croak, and the lotus flowers
Await someone to sit on them.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 16, 2005
Poem Edited: Sunday, November 10, 2013

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