Mauve Azaleas 0/5 (1)

I watch this place,
as if I were watching Monet
in real time.
Mauve azaleas
flutter as the breeze swept
pollen from their pistils.
Bumble bees decorated
themselves with flaxen dust,
humming.
Take what they want,
disregarding
innocent blossoms.
Indulging until
once petite bodies,
become ponderous.
Stamen:
anther and filament,
violated.
Awkward and cumbersome,
their stripes disappear
into yellow daisies.
The way the pollen
moved the gentle wind-
released the dread
of thunder and lightning.


James Bowie High School

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