Only sleeting rain after sun
after sun after buttercups
in the fields after bright yellow
– James Steerforth ( © 2008 )
Hardly symbolic, or is it? Yet it was born in response to Totally Optional Prompts’ request for Symbolic Poetry.
(in variation of Barbara Guest’s June)
Everything has its course to run
Lovely James! Come by Bad Art Friday, G (suburban life) is commenting on some nudes I posted. Add your POV. 😀
I like bright yellow bright green!