tiny yellow flowers (poetry) by ALittleHawk

while planting
my garden
the wind came
and blew
the seeds
from my open palm
the next time
I saw them
they were
tiny yellow flowers
in my neighbour's
garden

while playing
with my canary
he escaped
through an open window
the next time
I saw him
he was perched
in my neighbour's
plum tree
singing

the one
I hoped to marry
stopped visiting
the next time
I saw him
he was sipping tea
and laughing
as he admired
my neighbour's
tiny yellow flowers
together they listen
to birdsong

Bodhi tree	You taste like salt and sunshine	The boy who did not understand the language of the birds	Choctaw funeral cry
Sonnet #43, from the Portuguese	The Garden of Allah	Primrose	Firenze
I Shall Make of You a Tall Tale	It's hard to swallow with a lump in your throat	Tiny Warrior	The Old Black Crow
The Halloween Slumber Party	How Important is One Vote?	tied to electronic reality by the glittering threads of stolen bandwidth	Peter Walker
September 8, 2005	The Seeds and Fruits of English Poetry	Bikram Yoga	Admiring the silence
Seven Standards for the Tea Ceremony	Only	Heartbreak	Alcatraz

tiny yellow flowers (poetry)

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