TSM 157

Spring – what a comedian! 
warms up on stage,
daffodils crack like a joke
through gaps in the pavement.

We wait for it –
but today's punch line
a slagging, obscene wind –
the crowd boos.

Gardens are a three-ring spectacle –
clown cars of tulips fill the planters,
roses snap their whips
in hoops of flame.

Soon the flying trapeze
and magic act of Summer –
'til then I rest my head
in the jaws of tiger lilies.

The Sunday Muse

18 thoughts on “TSM 157

  1. I’ll take the clown car, I love them. In my generation the teens would mimic that by seeing how many kids could they get into their cars. I drove a pickup, that wouldn’t work for me.

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