LOVE IN BLOOM
I loved thee in thy springtime blush of youth,
Life ripens, green apples turn autumn gold
Crumble winter ashes — so soon to grey.
Those happy days. I love thee of a truth,
And keep thee close as when I once did hold
Thee in my arms — so soon have blown away
Those days like leaves.
Still Life retains thy love for me
To blossom, dear,
As sure my love for thee. [2002]
MANNA
Now here’s the wild and wonderful thing
about mushrooms: heavenly showers
Of pulsating red angel-cells.
Eat all you can!
Yum yum!
Scrumbly scrum
And then some.
Scoffing like an elf or hobgoblin.
Till you’re sick to the stomach.
To the beats of the brain remains
A late shower head show.
Jesus wants my many sunbeams.
Now we’re green.
Down to earth. [2007]
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