It’s Green Out There

The lush, dappled day
engulfs me, effulgently
as stray, stippled sunlight
penetrates in spotty brushstrokes,
and tender leaves clap their hands
exhilarated by such hydration.
Scribbled branches peek,
reflections reverberate,
shaded areas add depth,
and scraps of sky
pool scattered on the path.
Meanwhile the forest foliage,
extravagantly ebullient,
spews and careens
in multifarious greens–
fully saturated, intense,
unconfined, and fervent,
exhibiting a verdant,
pointilist tribute,
to the ultimate Artisan.

Polly Castor
6/16/17

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