Lime Light

by on Aug 10, 2015

Lime Light


Lime be your light,
bright citrus bite,
sans sallow,
sans shallow,
deep echo hush.
Light hissing and molten,
bliss to an albatross wing,
and sky kissed spring
on a rejoice for green.


Marilyn ‘Misky’ Braendeholm lives in the UK surrounded by flowers, grapevines, bubbling pots of sourdough starter, and always keeps dog biscuits in her pocket for her blind Springer Spaniel. She never buys clothing without pockets.

6 thoughts on “Lime Light

  1. I’m with Barb Misky, only not as eloquent … oh good grief, woman … this is beautiful! Both painting and poem, set each other off so wonderfully. Congrats.

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