Words in Bloom

Spring.
Newness.
Awakenings.
Bright green.
Never been seen.
Buds tease.
Nights warm.
Colors pour forth.
Fuchsia.
Burgundy.
Crimson.
Gold.
Royal blue.
Perky periwinkle.
Dainty pink.
Play.
Dance.
Sing.
Sway.
Laugh.
Whisper.
Giggle.
Sigh.
Days lengthen.
Time waxing.
Lost in thought.
Lost in love.
Creating.
Growing.
Life unfolding.
In full bloom.
Under sky bright blue.
A fair weather hue.
Flowers fill lungs.
Following the sun.
Warm and clean.
And yet to be seen.
The heat.
Unbending.
Unrelenting.
Blinding.
Intensifying.
Hot high noon.
Coolness craved.
Stifling haze.
Summer days.
Beauty fading.
Petals squint.
Edges curl.
Hues dull.
Blooms fall.

Through the heat.
Few compete.
Temps are rising.
Passing shade.
Dry clouds fade.
Taunting.
Just a drop.
There is not.
Stalks bent low.
No strength to grow.
The best has past.
Blooms the last.
Wilting.
Waiting.
Wanting.
Flower's bane.
Heat insane.
Days waning.
Stop complaining.
Clouds come.
Breezes blowing.
Breath renewed.
Spirits lifting.
Colors return.
One more show.
Before Fall winds blow.
Dog days linger.
A chill.
Nights cool.
Now radiant relief.
The sun beams sweet.
Stays off frost.
A battle lost.
Dying down.
A seeded crown.
Next crop released.
Sleep.
Silent.
Still.
Through the chill.
Blanket of white.
A lovely sight.
Bare sticks deceive.
Life waits within.
The sun stays low.
Shadows grow.
Winter.
Hush.
Snow turns to slush.
Torrents to sprinkles.
After so long.
A quiet song.
A single note.
Once was brown.
The thawing ground.
New sprouts found.
White melts away.
Slowly at first.
Then with a burst.
Sprouting.
Stretching.
Spring.