a new season

A pasture in Runaway Bay Tx- Thank you Tobye.  man being and artist comming from san diego california and being around some tropical stuff i thought i knew what eye candy was.  Then i saw the wild flowers of the sping in texas

A new season

Indian Paintbrush Swirls color
Through my heart
Lighting a flame That burns eternal
As the color touches my lips

Summer lilac Caresses my face
As her gentle breeze Whispers in my ear
Promises of love Sweet things, to come

Blue Bonnets Sway gently
Against a Pasture of wild flowers
Everything succumbs
To their marvelous beauty
These are the dazzling fireworks
That have impassioned my heart
Caress my spirit in the warmth
Of the summer sun.

Brady A Beard

Posted by bbeard on 09/02 at 07:38 PM in Poetry

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