Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

Gorse

Fickle Gold

You may wonder why you’re carried

 to a distant tropical shore

by fragrance like sweet coconut

rising golden over moors

from January til December

turn a woodland path

 and you’ll know its kissing season

as you’re sure to see some gorse

but be careful where you romance

because if you are untrue

her flowers hide a secret

the most capricious thorns

12 thoughts on “Lazy Poets Thursday Poem

  1. It’s always a pleasure to see gorse – and I’m always amazed at how much more yellow it is when nearby. Viewed from a distance it’s the most glorious gold, and all just a trick of they eye. Beautiful poem.

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