The Lilacs Are Night-Blind In Their Season Poem by Patti Masterman

The Lilacs Are Night-Blind In Their Season



The Lilacs are night-blind in their season
And lavender shadows frame their silent hearts;
Dew-dazzled are their hanging secret blooms
To fume the night air, with olfactory ribbons.

If only one petal, in absolute darkness,
Lilac could save both sane and insane;
Give purple wings, to rise above the gloom;
Scent the floating clouds, across the face of moon.

Monday, April 12, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds,night,purple,wings
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