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Pink naked ladies
flaunt lurid petals,
strut vivid nudity
among brittle thistles.

California smolders,
ignited and burning.
Rainfall is rare,
water like gold,
gardening limited.

Rogue, invasive bulbs
colonize abandoned yards,
encroach upon trails.
Pepto-Bismol hued blooms
startle persistent beige
with playful puddles of color.

September 2018


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