Sunday, May 15, 2011

They caught my eye

rainwater of a Sunday afternoon
brief shadow lands
before sky went dark

My garden buddha lost his arm.
(Like that's gonna deter him from slug patrol!)
The bees love him, land on his head.
Been with us five years now, refuses to retire.

Every spring, in the exact same spot
a single tulip

 Hallowed-out section of
a tree stump

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