Merced Canyon by Robert Walton

Merced Canyon
by
Robert Walton

Like a timid woman's smile
Spring eases up hillside cheeks
With dawning joy
Of wildflowers,
Not quite sure
Poppies, lupines or
Shooting stars
Are allowed,
For
Opera buffa orange,
Papillon purple
And yelping yellow
Aren't bashful
At all.

This poem first appeared in Song of the San Joaquin Journal.
Used here with the author's permission.

Robert Walton is a retired middle school teacher and a lifelong rock climber with many ascents in the Sierras and Pinnacles National Park. His publishing credits include works of science fiction, fantasy, and poetry. Robert’s historical novel, Dawn Drums, won the Tony Hillerman Prize for best fiction in the 2014 New Mexico Book Awards. Most recently, his book, Joaquin's Gold, was published as a paperback and a Kindle eBook. It offers fictional adventures about the famous California bandit, Joaquin Murrieta. Learn more about Robert at http://chaosgatebook.wordpress.com/.

Donna Pflueger:
I love personification and I love your poem. I agree with Jayne and Larry - Perfect!
Posted 04/04/2014 08:55 PM

Larry Schug:
I love the names of flowers and colors. The first lines of this poem are exquisite.
Posted 04/04/2014 06:46 AM

rhonasheridan:
Gentle and lovely.
Posted 04/04/2014 05:20 AM

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