Glimmering Palms

Silvery clouds tinged with pink
light up the late afternoon.
Before the sun can sink
below palms of sparkling green.

Effervescent green palms
lined up in a row.
Viewed through sunset calm
makes everything glitter below.

Now the pink is interlaced with salmon
gradually the silver fades.
Turning black as a gamine
whose filthy face does evade.

Palms turning dark
in the fading light
their glimmer shows not a mark
and they are not a fright.

Because their natural beauty
cannot be patterned after all, they have no ruse.
Therefore their honesty is always apparent
no matter the light.

1999 by Rosemary Winters Tracey

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