In a region
Of a country
With a citizenry
For whom
"Niceness"
Threatens to tip
The scale
To the realms
Of pathology
And protracted winters
Are the Norm
Brigit
As only she can
Lines the lane ways
With explosions
Of
Bubble gum hued
Popcorn blossoms
Then seen
Rhythmically waving
To all passersby
Animated
By
The wind-song Aria
From our diva
The Salish sea
That embraces
Our wee
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Islet
There are those
That would presume
To count them
I prefer to
Drink them in
And
Express my
Profound appreciation
To their Creator
And my good fortune
To witness
Another
Equinox's pageantry
R. O'Neill (March 22, 2018)
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