Randomness

In the heat of richness

 

At summer’s table a sweetness;

 

An abundant of emerald flora

 

Beneath transcending canopies of foliage

  

In radiant sun leaves, a glowing minted aura;

 

Capturing the naive eye’s narrow edge

 

For youth’s randomness is still in fledge. 

 

 

A shade in change;  a subtle distinction...

 

Allows nuances to evolve into acts of attrition.

 

Bared branches, like arthritic fingers, grasp at the pall

 

Of Winter’s cold and hard reticence.

 

The woodland floors decay into a necrotic quintessence;  

 

Infused with blankets of chlorosis and scarred by canker scrawl

 

Telling randomness of mother’s hand in death and reclamation.