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Agapanthus
- jeffpoet
- 13 minutes ago
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Agapanthus
a purple streaming
in the wind.
Blue rain
and rinse of misted
distance.
The crowded petiole
of disconsolate
green.
Yellow anthers-
a silent
carillon of bells.
The air
a contusion of colour
before the ramp
surprise
and violence
of the storm.

These poems are from my new collection IN THE APRICOT DARKNESS (view the cover and contents below in my recent posts). They are now being published individually, daily under 'recent posts' on my blog and will be available shortly as an eBook that can be read online or downloaded for free.
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