This poem arranged itself in four stanzas unconsciously iterating the seasonsand superimposing stages of the experience.
David's Garden 1980 - 1995IThe year you built the garden stepsI knew there would be others with walkwaysand english borders of cilantro, basil, thyme and mintHigh days of the hollyhock and purple dahliathe coy pond the rose garden and the orchid house where the rain birds chirp and hisstheir mist making rainbows in the morning the sunIIThe mosses you pocketed in Regent's Park fill fissures in the brick where no one walksThe bronze nymph and the odalisque are dry Ferns grow beneath the benches where no one sitsand scores of volunteers have seededGrasses obscure the edges of the bedsthat no one kneels to tendIIIUnclipped, the topiary has blossomed into fluffy white globesand branching spirals bobbing in the airRust flakes on the iron hinges where concrete and metal joinand the gates swing open over weedSquirrels rustle in the Drake Elm behind a million tiny leavesThe Japanese Maple is a warm red fractal
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Follow this link to my BLOG for more of my poetry: http://donlhorn.blogspot.com/ This poem arranged itself in four stanzas unconsciously iterating the seasons and superimposing stages of the experience. David's Garden 1980 - 1995 I The…
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