Lavender by Jeff Burt

Bed sheet twisted
like a cyclone

argument sustained
in sleep

now dawn, flowers still
except the lavender

nodding from a bumblebee
its slight weight

oscillating, arcing
the purple stalks

let me return to you
let my words be as delicate
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

About the Poet:

Jeff Burt lives in Santa Cruz County, California, with his wife, struggling for blooms in a drought. He has contributed to Heartwood, Williwaw Journal, Bluebird Word, and Red Wolf Journal.

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