Monday, June 07, 2010
Out of Place and Time
Daisies in the back;
Wild vines cling to the wall.
Nature takes my house.
Rooster keeps crowing;
Is their communication?
Bird on wire turns head.
Where has the fence gone?
Jungle of grass has sprung up
To reclaim the view.
Woodpecker knocks--
It is light and delicate--
Politely asking.
Deep basso thrum
From the sweet honeysuckle:
Thirsty hummingbird.
Still the old leaves hang
Like used paper bags or shells,
Containing nothing.
Pebble in sandal
Becomes boulder in my mine
'Til I shake it out.
In a sea of green
A forlorn blue bucket lies
Out of place and time.
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