Living, moving, dangling earrings,
hanging from the earlobes,
amber, subtle, delicate,
so are the oak blooms on the old tree
feathering in the May morning breeze
small beads of luminescence
amber straw,
below the bright new green
of the tiny leaves
Like beaded dangling earrings
glinting in the sunlight
May 1, 2008
(Raymond A. Foss)
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