Marigolds (trimeric poem)

When moving through midsummer’s haze

We search for answers, try in vain

To understand the seasons’ maze

Spring’s budding trees, and winter’s plain

We search for answers, try in vain

And meanwhile trees grow tall, and we

Shed like dry leaves ambitions vain

To understand the seasons’ maze

And find instead the utmost glee

In marigolds stuck in a vase

Spring’s budding trees, and winter’s plain—

From autumn’s top we clearly see— 

Peak of October will explain

Live for the Love of it,

Sasha A. Palmer (aka Happy)

WD Poetic Form Challenge: Trimeric