Marguerite

Marguerite,
Sleeping in the fields,
Amongst the sweet scented stems of faded lilacs,
And straw reeds,
Russian violet nights,
And pearls and tiger stripes,
She rolls in lush clover sighs,

Marguerite,
Awakens on dawn,
Tiptoes across the stepping stones,
And mossy throws,
Golden poppy sunshine,
Lace threads, and floral bloom,
She wraps herself in first light,

Marguerite,
My darling, I’ll be home soon.

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22 thoughts on “Marguerite

  1. Beautiful rich language and I love the move from the first stanza ‘Russian violet nights’ to the second stanza’s ‘stepping stones’ with the link between Russian Steppes and stepping stones – ingenious!

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