Portulaca

Sere earth,
tiny seeds.

Economical green.

Portulaca, photo by Hans Hillewaert via Wikimedia Commons

Portulaca, photo by Hans Hillewaert via Wikimedia Commons

Fireworks of color
on delicate petal membranes,
visits from bees
and breezes.

A soft quick death,
withdrawal,
ripening
and, with one
touch
of a fingertip
at the right moment,
an explosive

burst.

Tiny seeds,
next season’s beauty.

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