by Carol Schoen
A pointillist pen
sparkles a limb,
flakes dance between branches.
pillow the ground
blanket smooth.
White-pink petals
float around yellow green,
perfume the air,
dazzle finches,
cushion the earth,
prophesy bounty.
Milkweed bursts open.
Feathered arrows
punctuate the meadow,
tree limbs sag too soon,
blue asters reflect the sky.
Burgundy ignites branches:
leaves crackle and crunch
whisper warning
of winter. A pointillist
pen sparkles a limb.
Carol Schoen wrote her first poems for Sarah White’s study group and has been chugging along happily ever since.