Cumbersome Summer
Japanese maple masquerades
as an ostrich, those leafy plumes
bushing out atop the slender leg
… we did a new planting, digging in
where the grass gave up and died
now the coral bells, astilbes, hostas
rabbits ravage, yet I’m rooting
for this garden to astonish
to come back with a vengeance
the bite taken out of her
to prosper as I hover over
this scrappy patch,
skimpy plumes pining for water,
upturned worm wriggling dirt’s desire,
a tiny Eden in the making
and here are two sling-back chairs,
one for you… be my companion,
like the ostrich too heavy-laden to fly.
~LCMH
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