Kit Kelen #354 - veranda-ish

354

veranda-ish

in the magnificence

loll

call seasons to me

sit for some

listen up for neighbour birds

and lesser wings

(clouds of the nameless

gather round)

wear a tin hat

for the weather

be by the view taken

have my portrait here

by perch precarious

sway twig to tip

and all a chat sung branch to

life vicarious

when something sweet rots on the breeze

then let's say summer

veranda is

the place declaiming

all garden in attendance under

dutiful, if barefaced bold

there's always a song to come

strings ready

lessons in every atom bent

but not for now, not today

here now far beyond the stars

the ancient telescope leans

corner webbed 'cause spider was

python will be

all things considered

later beer might

but for the moment

biscuit, tea