Pure Violets Fade

Sanguine dawn is expelled.
Azure-lidded bluebirds are disapearing.
Magneta honeysucle spreads
in the air undevoured.
The oak in the backyard of
the island watches her.

The crickets keep everyone
strung out. at nigh by the limestone
warm pond, surrounded by foliage.

The rusty sunlight dappled
on the ochre apple incrues
as pure violets fade.