Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Uncovered Dreams


Bare branches twitch
Narcissus break ground
Yellow tips like pursing lips
Struggle to speak

Eyelids spread in gleamer
Decrepit dreams yearn again
To balance between stone pavers
Like bags of rags in dirt

Covered in thick mulch
Frost bitten fingers
Clinch where rain steeps
Longing to burst with tongues of fire

Decaying debris stick together
Beneath the boxwood hedge
Limbs of purple crocus
Crack the mud patina

Bulbs swell in black beds
Blind stems stretch
Up from shallow pits
Of forgotten desires