Poetry: Blue Orange Green

Groves of madrona treesSet up against the blue skyAmongst other northwest evergreensMoss dripping from your branchesSways in the breezeThe orange bark peeling down your armsShinning green leavesOpen, basking in the sunBlue, orange, greenPalo Verde tree giving shadePlaced in this orange desert by giantsBlue sky means no rain today in the southwestBranches reach out like anContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Blue Orange Green”