a poultice
for the soul sticks
the staring
perennial glare
of the burning orb
of ocular anger

hail the pagans
dancing on the longest day
around faerie mounds
as the earth
settles
into vibrancy

summer summer
a fire burns deep
blanketing the green
with the heat
of fresh love

spring spring
the reawakening
passes onto dormancy
as breezes of childlike innocence
blow

a solstice
a poultice
for the globe
a pivot point
signalling
the gradual decline

traipse along
on sunbeams
of glorious light
as another
gregorian calender
burns in half