Oddments

In search of story


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Disconnections: June 24.18


A willing suspension

of everything,

deliberate slow reach

daring, cautious quest

rising skyward from some restless molecule

within —

if you’re lucky

the grass prickles your back

clover tickles your heels

summer earth pillows your head

if you’re good at it

you seem mere debris

senseless —

the fine art of watching clouds

is not quickly attained.

Practice.

 

 

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Disconnections: June 23.18

Gardeners’ dedication

is in leafy order writ;

more subtle is the telling

of their heliotropic wit.

 

 

I do not know the photographer or gardener or painter of the sign, but I love the photo!

Many thanks to S.W. Berg for passing it along.


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Disconnections: June 14.18


Garden icon

myth and man

ubiquitous

as watering can

the story goes

his whispered word

was carried by wind

his followers heard

is he today

sculpted in stone

because he invented

the first smartphone?

 

 

With no disrespect intended to Il Poverello, whose bemused expression watches over the pond

from my neighbor’s yard. I just wish he wouldn’t be so welcoming to the chipmunks.

 


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Disconnections: June 12.18


Basking in my sunshine

snuggling on my fence

this manic excavator

is pure impertinence

taunting me, Goliath,

feigning innocence

as though his bright-eyed smallness

masked malevolence

but I know his evil habits

— curse his tiny hide! —

he’s only biding time

’til Goliath goes inside.