Sunday Sonnet (on a Monday, Rhymed Alternatively), #10, 2016


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Yellow petals, velvet skin reflects light

of morning shining bright through window, drawn

curtains opened to the sky so blue (might

yet be a clear day).  The vase stands tall, dawn

lending subtlety to the colours, born

from fine English soil – country garden land.

Variety is key to this, a pawn

in display of gratitude given, hand

outstretched to maternal figure on lawns

manicured for the occasion.  Beauty

of the bouquet of palette warm come from

sunshine hues, spanning lemon to dark one

of Italian orange.  This duty

done: exotic somehow, flowers native.

[Copyright © N R Nolan 2016]