Grapes in the Garden

Grapes in the Garden

angels,
on assignment,
maybe,
they touch her
somewhere
that you
cannot see

prepare
to be amazed,
again
(each spring,
it’s come
around
just like
it’s always
done before)

angels,
on assignment,
maybe,
they touch her
somewhere
that you
cannot see

snowdrops,
crocuses,
daffodils
then
hyacinths bloom,
a race to
sunlight,
a joy to
the soul

angels,
on assignment,
maybe,
they touch her
somewhere
that you
cannot see

6 thoughts on “Grapes in the Garden

  1. Can you believe, poets have words for dried out grapes as well.

    Fresh, slightly frozen, they make a delicious desert in these lockdown days, particularly the red globe.

    I don’t have the pleasure to see them grow nor to watch as they whither away.

    Like

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