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April May dance Until June

April's golden tresses

grace willow trees

and bless forsythia tips

near my mountain porch,

my heavenly perch.

My dog catches zzzz's

paws moving to

squirrelly-cued dreams,

as melted snow rushes

faster to the river

flowing towards the

valleys below.

And on this mountaintop

clouds almost

touch my world

misting pastures,

while a rainbow

bends to color

their gray and

white canvas.

Just God finger-painting Spring

for all of us to see

Summer slowly ascends

slopes below me

bearing the scent

of honeysuckle and

devil's paintbrush.

While I remain a

speck of flesh

just a pigment

of imagination

on God's incredible palette,

My mind trying to

capture his marvels

with some ink and a refill

and a scribbling hand

trying to pinpoint

all this beauty

on this pounded,

ground up remnants

of some trees

I've never climbed.

trying to wax poetic

on a sunny day

scratching ink in

furious scribbles

on these pounded,

ground up remnants

0f some trees

I've never climbed

I've never climbed

Superior music composed

& played by Chris Bright-(c)-2023

Lyrics & vocals written & sung by

Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2023 at:

Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

photo credit to: my collection-(c)-2023

Author notes:

Written by a cabin I used to frequent

when I needed escape from the world at large,

Things seem much smaller on a mountaintop,

as far as the world's troubles go.

Spectacular music composed

& played by Chris Bright-(c)-2023

Lyrics & vocals written & sung by

Matthew F. Blowers III-(c)-2023 at:

Art~Whimsically Yours Studio

photo credit to: unsplash.com