Time the great marker
sugar-coated occurrences
wind that does not stop
One white rose appears
then one red
and then a third one--orange
I tell the garden to be my barometer
when the small beaked hummingbird arrives
when the bushy black tailed squirrels ride
my telephone wires high
when summer simulates spring
when curtains ring.
two roses
one white,
one red
meet beyond the wooden shed
each ones' song
out into the universe
June tune.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
June 29, '10
Tuesday, 6 July 2010
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