Glenn Johnson’s most recent poem to appear here was

Blossom
By Glenn Johnson

Before my eyes, your beauty a pageant,
a procession of spring blossomings
ever unfolding
one after another
mesmerizing
mysterious
shimmers of reincarnated loveliness.
How do you do this?
I have no clue.

Nothing I could make up, too rare to contrive,
although, truth be told
I am compelled to try to charm you
in vain against the potency of your spell.

Your loveliness is a phenomenon
best left cloaked in magic.