Hydrangea Bouquet

springtime, in the
floral department,
looks like this.


many times, in a
long cold winter,
we craved warmth,

wanting what we
did not have.


maybe it's always
springtime, in the
floral department,

i wouldn't know.

there are things
that i don't need
to see or 
hear or say..

but i fear that i am 
no wise monkey,

and see so much
that makes me sad. 


springtime, in the
floral department,
looks like this.

Bird Orchid 2

Bird Orchid 2

not in my garden,
but somewhere
else indeed.

could have grown
in jungle, 
underneath a
giant tree.


some things
come so easy;
some things
are so hard.

an orchid
has its secrets
its beauty is
not marred. 

a perfect, 
perfect beauty
is seldom 
ever seen;

when i saw 
this orchid
it was just 
like a dream


not in my garden,
but somewhere
else indeed.

could have grown
in jungle, 
underneath a
giant tree.



Bouquet 7

saturn's rings
are little things,

torn apart 
by too much 
gravity perhaps.

no levity would
help, i fear.

sometimes 
it is like 
that here.


love and laughter 
sometimes coincide.

and when they do, 
magic may happen.


stuff like love 
and floral bouquets
can be storied,

stories unto
themselves.

we dare not ask;
we do not really
want to know.


saturn's rings
are little things,

torn apart 
by too much 
gravity perhaps.






Unknown Tropical

into the unknown, 
we venture, 
each day.

some things are 
discoveries, 
pleasing 
in every way

flowers in 
tropical gardens, 
brighten memories,

of a time before
today's plague
descended on us..

whatever disaster, 
things can be 
much better
than we want
to admit.

our thirst for
knowledge is
like orange juice.

we can only 
take so much
after all.

so there we sit,
feeling a little
bit foolish,

with a two litre
jug, barely touched.




Colours

   beauty in a tropical
garden, warm space,
very cool spot to be...

   looking at exotic
colours, rich purple
      and vivid green.


looking at her face,
(a pretty little girl)

      she told me she
   was ugly, her skin 
colour wasn't white.

      the air was thin, 
and dizzy on my feet,
      i found true 
   words to say

this child was
      too sweet,
to hear or say
      such evil.

   i had to say, 
"that isn't true".
 
   she was sweet 
as sweet can be.

someone filled 
      her mind
with evil lies,

things she must
      not believe.


   beauty in a tropical
garden, warm space,
very cool spot to be...

   looking at exotic
colours, rich purple
      and vivid green.