pink blooms

pink blooms

pink blooms
they were talking
in the silence of spring--

when it rain,
the petals are drinking
the sky water--

in those gesturing sweet nights
they dance, casting with the moon

yet standing along the bushes
where the butterflies and grasshoppers
are hidden behind many wooden green stems

oh delicate beauty
given me such fondness
such sleepless lights

only pink blooms
they were stunningly lovely
to me

Copyright ©2006 kai croft


Anonymous said...

Very nice, Kai. I love the pink.

Carol said...

I feel sweet and pink after reading Pink Blooms.

Poetry by Kai said...

thanks, pink is my favorite color...

Shane said...

a wonderful poem