Bounty
Tulips spilled sensuous stamen
Scattering intense purple
Pigment across glass topped table.
Blown petals sunkissed yellow
Shot through with spiced pink
Flanked full and open cores.
Had Nature been in attendance
To her full omnipotence fat
Bumble bees would hover
patiently collecting nectar
for the Goddess. Backleg pouches
overflowing as returning posses
deliver up their tributes.
Alas our Sister slept too deep
This May afternoon. No platoon
In striped regalia came creeping
To collect Her bounty. And so
She also neglected to attend
Our twentieth century fable.
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