spring idyll

[anirbas]

daffodil, dandelion
and yarrow bloom
in scattered yellow
smears across fields
stained wet green
by the March rains

tight lilac budlets
glove the leafless branches
of the redbud tree, its twisted
trunk dressed in a glistening
sheath of rivulets of droplets
from this perspective
it has become
an arboreal
debutante

the entire landscape
seems magic kissed
and faith blessed
fat liquid diamonds
everywhere puddled
into shimmering pools
that reflect the everything
and nothing about us

as I tootle down the road
I adore the rain drifted and shifted
landscape knowing when the sun
blazes again, it shall disappear
into a flattened seared sepia
soon, to soon

and the magic
will be gone

[anirbas]

~just now...

outside the march window
of my bedroom a whipporwill
scansorially solos warbles and rills
trips and trills the scales
moon light its pale
symphonic conductor


in still shadows
amongst the sleek folds
of the curtains
unable to move
for fear of startling away
this midnight virtuoso
surreptitious
listener hiding
alone, it is I
the whipporwill's
enchanted
audience
of one

[moseley]

dangit, I just got compliments and nothing to follow or add to that, so then, shit, I am speechless but in my heart I am some little aphid drinking up those fat liquid diamonds out of the sight of the ants!!!

[glenn]

Very cool. Both of these.

[anirbas]

Thank you, Mose and Glenn for your reads and comments in this thread. March was a pretty month here. But, April, especially April 3, which I have nicknamed, "Terrible Tuesday" haven't been so pretty. Read in our town paper today, the residential section alone, sustained almost nine and half million dollars worth of damage due to the F-3 tornado that blew through this area that day...Mother Nature cleaning house and we puny humans the helpless dust bunnies beneath her bed...

[anirbas]

~Ya Think?

I did not hear a choo choo train
as some are known to refrain

I heard something different-
WHOO-WHOOO-WHOOOO

The dead voices of a thousand
angry displaced banshees

WHOO-WHOOO-WHOOOO
LOUDER AND LOUDER AND LOUDER

Struggling to pull the closet door shut
I felt the atmosphere plummet
in every fiber and corpuscle
of being; eardrums vibrating,
pop-pop-pop-popping

As the tornado passed above our home
while we cowered in the cramped dark closet
wouldn't you know it? My cell phone started going off.

Later, after we'd stepped out to watch the monster walking
away from us to cause unimaginable destruction

I read the text. It was sent by a family friend
to inform us, a tornado was on top of us.

Ya think?

[anirbas]

~To Be Found

Up is down
down is up
when April clouds
touch ground
no where safe
to be found

Frankenstein
has entered
the building
intent on tearing
you limb from limb

Up is down
down is up
when April clouds
touch ground
no where safe
to be found