Skagit Valley Tulip Festival
Red, pink and yellow
on the distant horizon
like a rainbow mirage
Textured strips of wine, crimson
magenta, plum, canary
blanket the fields
a crocheted afghan of color.
Packed clay borders
teem with beauty-seekers.
Couples walk hand-in-hand.
Old women push walkers
over the lumpy earth
beside middle-aged daughters
pleased to have given Mom
her springtime outing.
A young mother poses her little girl
in a storybook of princess pink.
The dark-skinned family are chocolate sprinkles
against a confection of yellow.
All the while photographers
tap smart phones and tablets
focus and click pocket-sized digitals
the serious weighted down
with tripods and equipment
peer through their blunt snouts of lenses
into cups and bowls, take with them
images of undersides and private rooms.
In April the fields of La Conner
are awash, a-drift, a-wonder
with spring’s one month miracle—
the resurrection of tulips!
© 2013 by Violet Nesdoly
This week hubby and I took a mid-week break to go across the line and visit La Conner, Washington, part of the Skagit Valley Tulip Festival. What a thrill for this camera-toting flower-lover.
The collage contains a tiny sample of my photos. (In the days ahead, I’ll be sharing more at my photoblog, promptings 2).
The poem above is so new the ink is still wet on it, which means it is very much a first draft, but I feel like sharing the enjoyment during tulip season. The Skagit Valley Tulip Festival continues to the end of April.
This poem is part of Poetry Friday, hosted today by Laura Salas at Writing the World for Kids.