Isis Huang / Arroyo High School, San Lorenzo, CA

English Teacher: Mrs. Sandoval

I want to acknowledge the mortality in nature, how even the most beautiful and the most vibrant sign of life could someday vanish right before our very eyes if we do not work together to protect what is left of it. I also wrote this poem to raise awareness of the fact that we could be exploiting and damaging our natural environment and all the plants and animals inhabiting it when we should be saving this home of ours — the home we call Earth.

This Spring

This spring,
A marigold flower dyed in soft shades of a coral sunset
Scatters itself among the whispering swirls of wind and cloud
That dot the brilliant sky and spread like sheets of crystal dew.

There I will be, standing still and gazing up
As shimmering ribbons of pollen and petals
Make a sparkling stream that contains nothing
But precious diamonds and jewels
No one has ever bothered to see.

This spring,
A marigold flower dyed in soft shades of a 
coral sunset
Trails past threatening shadows darker than ink.
It dances through gray wisps of billowing smoke
That undulates from the fire red rooftop
Of my chimney house.

Soon, a glistening teardrop
Falls from a rosy pink cheek
Bitten by the cold frost of twilight.
I then realize I am crying,
Crying as that beautiful petal that mimics the coral sunset
Passes through unrelenting tinges of dirt and dust
Until it slowly stumbles upon an endless
Apocalypse of green, green,
Green.

This spring,
A marigold flower dyed in soft shades of a 
coral sunset
Will not reach the far ends of the Earth.
Its mellifluous melody will sing no more
And its cadence will befall
Over copses of velvet green and green
And sickly brown.

This spring,
A marigold flower dyed in soft shades of a 
coral sunset
Will disappear with the plight of night
And will be remembered no more.

This spring
Is only ephemeral.