May Flowers

 Those petunias' purple:
            ultraviolet.
Candy striped geranium
           basking robin skies
All those firs of song
           limbs embracing
           air so sweet,
           smiling on my lung
           Here, where swell the strawberries
                       blushing downward.

Gold marooned pansies
           like Russian dancers:
           pant sleeves squared
           tucked in leather
                       almond skin so cinnamon.

Dusted up debris, the June grass
           mowed by high-viz nylon
           and yellows glamour rock face
           cliff toed Scot's broom
           sheared in full blossom
                       while green Godzilla
                       snarfed a mouth of slug.

Orange poppies managed
           to avert beheading

                       due to cheer.