Tuesday, June 20, 2017

A Flower Child's Garden of Verse







On the last full day of Spring 2017
not so much verse
but haiku-esque
orphan inscriptions
disowned by Tennyson
and by Basho















content northern breeze
long time under some old oaks
at last the heat broke


firecrackers
of unseen origin
nearby in the trees
gulls instantly take to the wing
vast numbers of geese
come walking intently
to the cove
of the estuary
called a lake



different movements
in the top of various trees
today came the marine air


yellow bumble bees
in plush team jackets
work the orange poppies



high fliers frolic
like hyper butterflies
then jet off
utterly agile
air command
are these swifts?



iridescent green
hummy in and out deep pink
then onto yellow-red

one of two bee-birds
original blue angels
only more dazzling

rapid thrusts to pierce
yellow-red bunches relentlessly
 jousting for nectar


hovering here now
a large monarch heraldic
in orange and black




vehicle backs up beeping
squirrels having none of that
dashes past on the footpath


a noisy small plane
red squirrel's not having it
dashes again past my bench




one of the compensations
for losing one's looks
is to see the difference
in people
from when one was young
and at least somewhat
 attractive
the wisdom of it



second dark black man
passes by who perhaps
would enjoy occupying
this last shady seat

slender young
in a white t-shirt
makes a swishy
hand gesture
as he shuffles off
in oh snap
dismissal

when someone
assumes I'm cruising
I think
assume what you may
but please you don't
have to let me know
you're not interested

neither am I



two boys two girls
Mex kids reaching  the fountain
squeals of utter joy




Near the fountain
under a bench
a large dead animal
maybe a roof rat
who lived in the palms
I told myself it was
an opossum
told a garden worker
on the path out,
an affable African-American
he bordered on
incredulity
How big?
he gestured seven inches
I held up fourteen...
motherfucker


Death in the Garden
a film in English
by Luis Bunuel
































Prequel























In the after Mass
the cathedral's till buzzing
Christ's after-image












19 June 2017
























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