Mountain phlox have sprouted
once again drape forest edge & meadow
stem, petal, and leaf
absorb the full moon,
April nights find me longing
to release gossamer silk,
balloon into night's sky,
ride a jet stream,
celebrate Spring's arrival.
They say desire
ebbs and wains once fulfilled; question
whether Time exists without change.
All I know is come Blackberry winter
I still thrill when woodlands
yawn, stretch, & bloom.
by Margaret Bednar, November 22, 2014
This is for the "Imaginary Garden with Real Toads - Play it Again Toads #10". I chose to accept Kenia's Metaphysical Question challenge. I attempted to work in "Can there be time without change?" (science is SO not my strong point - so I had a hard time grasping even the simplest question let alone rising to a poetic challenge!)
The Pink Moon is not really pink - it references the appearance of the first spring flowers - wild ground phlox which is often pink. It is also known as the Sprouting Grass Moon, Egg Moon, Fish Moon, and the Paschal Full Moon.