Challenge
Poem
Write a poem about anything.
Backyard Symphony
White sunlight casts upon closed lids
a fi'ry sunset glow,
as 'neath me fledgling grasses chill-
a paradox bestowed.
Ripe lilac breezes punctuate
the pressing troposphere,
plush purple wisps that twist and skate
through winter-ravaged nares.
Stout aster stems doth hold aloft
prismatic butterflies
with velvet tongues that seek the gloss
of nectar's sticky prize.
The plodding drone of laden bees
augments the brook's frore flux-
a limpid backyard symphony
'pon which my pith can sup.
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