~Nature~

Up & Down Spin


22 June 2008
Kew, England


Humans, gyroscopic in their ways,
Knock 'em over and ego stands on end,—
It's their nature to twirl about themselves
& In that swirl to lose sight of all else

That also revolving forms north and south
With a declination in an orbit
Also circling ; captured by another
Sphere that spins aligning itself in space

Where denuded of protons electrons
Charmingly colour spin with up or down,
Yet they dance not in vain to destiny
For time will bring positive to draw near.​

 

Royal Garden Rains

9 July 2008
Kew, England

There's some-thing yet of Fantasy left in the world
As I watch raindrops plunging down with lassitude
There's no dissembling of any exactitude
It's just a splitter-splatter-plip-plop without beat

But I know this cool rain is quite a special treat
Inviting at day's end to special luxury
Of brief moments to warm under thick coverlets
As I curl up and dream about some ancient Lord​

 

A to Z

29 October 2008
Flour Bluff, Texas

Maybe it's just laziness
But it could be craziness
Causing all this messiness
Leaving all in haziness
Souring every happiness

Heard that for frogs hydrazine
Is antihypertensive
Degrading cell defensive
Protection so invasive
Parasite worms destructive
Break frail life-chain productive​

 

As Spring Nears

1 March 2009
Flour Bluff, Texas

I've let the dark green grass grow tall out back
Perhaps a wish to never have to shave
That I can keep and grow behind fenced walls.

When sun is high and shining through sharp blades
Warm yellow brings a pleasant tinge of spring
Making my small yard pulse life with fresh green.

I've always felt a need to loose constraints
Yet always held rigid geometry
To rule the bounds of my sensuality.

So simple this,—to set a chair aside
To sit under cerulean skies and sun.
A measured time,—a measured dose with green.​

 

It's changed, but so do they

5 July 2009
Kew, England

That garden that I glance on
From my attic perch
Once full of bright tall grass
With dandelions in which cats
Would dance with glee
Is now quite full of brambles
And summer's dull, full heat.

But then the tall oak that was there
Has been brought down
Allowing me full view of windows
Behind which neighbours change
Moulting their night clothes
For grey and white and black
In parody of season's flight.​

 

In a Garden Small

6 December 2009
Flour Bluff, Texas

In life's garden blooms green hope
Hidden under mint leaves
Like brown dappled toad;

Brushing softly lavender
Spice whispers butterfly
Of grey snake's slither;

Trimming basil crowning seeds
Thumb and finger smell sweet
From their murderous deeds;

But my favorite is white rose
For she tends blanch friendship
With sharp thorns in rows.​

 

Fawn Darner's Lavender

31 March 2010
Flour Bluff, Texas

Brown dragonfly still on blue
In bright sunlight bound by glue
As spring zephyr gusty blew

It died smelling lavender
A choice subtle and tender
I wonder how Fawn Darner

Came to green bough with purple?
Did it hear my hose burble
As I watered less trouble?

Its tan and brown camouflage
So smoothly hued for day's age
Like my white and grey visage

In anonymity say
What path each life chose as way
With perfume select to stay.

For my lavender sachet
Near heart stays to soothe soul's ache
For that morn when I won't shake.​