April Thunder
Dark bruise clouds
Thunder tornado snow
All in the first week of
April
Pink and white
Scattered azaleas and dogwood
Green yellow sludge washed from
My red eyes
Over the hills of
Georgia
--Jameson 4/5/9
Apricocks... Be kind and courteous to this gentleman; Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries; The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed and to arise; -Shakespeare: Midsummer Night's Dream
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