NaPoWriMo#4 2017

Periwinkle’s Day

In our wizard’s weary land of pine cone palaces and cypress needle streets … opened upon the morning’s bluff blue dew … silver lined pie in the sky dawn gracious buds of the vinca … signature scrying land ample twined Earth augured blessed relying … they cover the kindgdom with leaf and tendril … all fae, sun ray, or wizard’s play mate shall remain assembled … safely at the feet of Tatiana and
Oberon’s merry meeting … on this, purple passion and parade of the Prince and First Grasses Day … Magenta, herself, hints at the underlying sweetness and poisons thus, these umbrellas do shade … illumination in the Netherworld calls the daisies awake … as snow falls yet, still in our April this year … tis queer is it not ? … Perhaps, we owe a nod to those who live beneath our thoughts and glances ,,, what are the chances … the beauty of the periwinkle cost us more and more each year ?

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