Magnolia White

Magnolia petals

beneath a March sky,

clouds ribboned with sunlight.

I sit on the balcony in Trier,

five floors high

above foreign trees

bursting with spring.

Rooftops, slate grey

undulate the city scape.

Distant hills breathing,
still winter brown

along the Moselle river.

It is early for boat trips

to lazy lunch in Saarburg.

Surrounded by apartments,

so many lives hidden
Behind concrete walls.

There is only the hum of trafic,

no birdsong here,
but the Cherry trees
are in full bloom.