Wild-flower Glade

a poem by Chloe Margaret Taylor, UK

Green, feathered blanket, with amber and gold,
Fine silver lace, soft but too light to hold.
Torn purple, amethyst tattered with rain,
Rubies on tangled and sharp snagging chains.
Bright marbled glass beads, in coiled clusters sewn
Round eyes of sapphire, and pearls, and moon-stone.
Brave charms of gold lions, on velvet, rest
With small star-faced pendants, sweetest and best.
Five pearls in a row, strung on a thread
And leant on a sparkling, blue speckled bed.
In green ribbons hidden, just such a prize,
In all spring-time glades of the country, lies.

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