Tiny Seed Literary Journal (Online / Print anthology) July 2023
Blood-red hibiscus grew
further back from the riverbank
sun-dappled
where I dared not often go;
soft green breezes
in a periwinkle sky
now shimmered tiny bloomlets
now held them an instant in balance
calling
Foxglove and hyacinth mingled there
deeper in the forest, wild
heavy with scent and delicately swayed.
Songbirds by the waterfall
peering down at the pool
found its surface still:
unbroken but for two rootless blossoms
tossed gently to the current
from the hands of almost lovers below.