Pink-ruffled summer,
Roses seaming water jewels,
Petals furling heat.
Welcome to the ramblings of amateur epeolatrist S.E. Page
Lance me through, light-like!
Spear sorrows with blue-tipped sun,
Petals hold the sky.
Bonus haiku:
A gift from the rain:
Columbine brooch or leaf gem?
My garden glistens.