Never Be Seen This Way …

Catching my traffic-snarl’d eye

As I queue for a place on the road

Between a rock and a hard place

I spy, beyond a Victoriana municipality fence,

A tall, slow-motion sky rocket eruption

Of a graceful firework tree.

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It tumbles, turning in gentle stir-by breezes,

Teasing towards its arboretum lake-surfaced twin:

Pale bright green, every sparkle that unwinds

From the centre, arcing out,

Each to its own Nirvana-webb’d route.

Swinging to and fro on

God’s invisible parachute cords.

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In a moment the traffic will move me beyond:

This tree will never be seen this way again.

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2 thoughts on “Never Be Seen This Way …

    • beeseeker says:

      It is indeed,
      but,
      d’you know
      I’ll swear it was
      Actually
      there!
      Driving – and queuing – the same road again yesterday I realised the tree was there, the fireworks not !

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