Garden Song

dizzying hummingbird

Garden Song

Sunlight, backlight,

willow-feathered fingers

sweep against the ocean sky:

watercolor wisps

sepia clouds

on summer promenade.

Million shaded million bells,

tintinnabulation of color;

Intertwine

sweet potato vine,

climb skyward,

Aubergine embraces Jade;

Vinca tendrils spill

soaking viridian waves.

Freckle-faced sunshine lilies

burst Glory Alleluia revival;

Patient pink hydrangeas,

dainty introverts in leafy shadows,

mollycoddle bumbles of bees,

low-flying,

slow-flying,

drunk on pollen cocktails.

Hosta bugles’ call –

like in a Harlem jazz hall,

cisterns full on Saturday night.

Dizzying hummingbirds

nimbly sip from moonshine fonts:

a variegated rendezvous.

Hammock strings loll in time,

An unspoken invitation:

hip-sway, slow,

eyes closed, soft smile

on slightly parted lips

where wine still lingers;

Water beads, sly drip

Sigh.

Drip,

Boozy sweat of sweet tea;

The day’s heat still unbroken.

But a whisper of wind beguiling, chiming.

Dragonflies, butterflies,

Mayflies,

Wild fireflies –

summer’s sun ambles across a spangled sky:

A lucent colorsong of ancient hymns.

Radiant peace.

A garden song.