Sun Blessed, Momentarily


Aren't those stout little tomato plants

And those burgeoning basil plants

Coming on, aren't they a little Eden?

Look, there's Eve, about the size 

Of Thumbelina, and there's Adam,

Bare as a blueberry bush in winter

In the shade of the verdant foliage, 

And don't the basil plants add that

Special, just right, amount of spice?

Isn't it a happy little scene, a bower

For the wee couple and the wee snake

And the wee apple, a tiny tableau?

Of a sudden a cloud blocks the sun,

A paradigm shift, Eden no more. 





Poetry by jim The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-05-20 at 01:13

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This is delightfully articulated, I'm looking at my greenhouse in a whole new light!

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely done.

Thomas D The PoetBay support member heart!
Beautifully articulated and cadenced. A pleasure to read!