Ideas plant the senses to blossom.
Sounds delve into depths of a tulip's shyness.
Like ants in a rush, remnants of rain follow on leaves.
In morning's shiver of dew, stars dot the landscape.
Moving in breezes,
tulip dancers toss petals
into whirlygigs of mystery.
A cap of red veins teases the
exuberance of bees.
With ease, a bee molds its legs with pollen.
Swish of a cape and a hidden mustashe twirls.
At sunset, a bell chimes to herald a patter of rain.
Cupcakes wait for frosting.
Memories fall from childhood's swing of discovery.
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