Green Fling

Tropical paradise fans its greens at me,
draws me so teasingly out with camera to play;
too modest usually, I let my ego go
to freely compose with total control the frames.

Sun knows its among my favorite subjects
and extends its rays for me to pose;
I do bow in reverence, low to the ground  
before immortally storing gifts so graciously bestowed. 

Magnolia waves, knowing her place in my heart;
I practically skip over, slip under her glossy canopy,
excited for her next batch of pre-petal tepals
to be rebirthed into another spring. 

Palms sway, brushing the blue above
as wisps of white clouds lightheartedly swirl in;
some days were simply created perfectly
by The Greatest Artist and so selflessly gifted. 

Poem and images ©LauraDenise

 

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