#283 - a blossom pause

 

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a blossom pause

 

and snooze it

under a dripping sky

with such whiff

 

think thunder to cause things

and find myself in tune in time

 

geranium hum

under sunbrim

 

garden midst

signs no one’s yet read

 

at Peach Creek

in orange blossom

and by lemonade

rose red to leaf and tip

but no bloom for a while

 

a hornpipe in the reedy bits

and sat on a frond for song

 

some chatter in the limbs avow

explorers’ lines dot the gone

what’s in their wake?

 

limit the palette so as to croon

here we are building like the storm

 

mock orange too

vine climb

heights of let-me-guess

 

brought with the bees

because we’re here

 

a coleus call

all leaf to trick

 

past paths grow over

now who is it here?

 

have you seen time standing –

this treasure –

it’s there in the stillness beside ourselves

 

stand, unfold, my friends

come into the conversation

 

where, known minutely

each more than the map

no one sees the mountain now

 

lay down among

eyes up

pants falling

 

ephemera to

skies are faster

 

it’s how we survive ourselves