Daily Archives: December 8, 2018

Moons of Mountain Ana: Laburnum…

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With almost perfect symmetry little Josh

wants to take some flowers back to Mum.

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 He plucks from the two Laburnum

grown together over a garden gate;

harmonious estate,

or the strain of embrace,

stretching… to cleave ?

The scent from the cups is intoxicating,

and yellow… Becky’s colour…

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O’ my tyger tree,

 your blossom

 will spread that smile

over lips which profess to disdain flowers.

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…On the way back Josh has an idea: he wants to visit his Dad.