Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Discussion

The Garden 
Is a crazy place 
Here on the hill
Overlooking 
The ocean 

There is no money for 
A fence 
Or lights -
Don't 
Go there 
At night 

The military guy 
Sleeps in the tool shed
     And has to get up 
     At night 
To scare away 
The tweekers

Those are the folks 
Who wander around 
Downtown 
After dark 
Looking for things 
     To steal 
To support the drug
     Habit

Now in spring
- or winter actually- 
Well, We've had two 
Rain storms -
The native plants have 
Erupted 
In vibrant green 
But 
The mallow lot, 
If you don't pull it out now 
While its small 
It's not coming out 
At all 

Her dog is small -
The cat and it 
Play and chase 
Through the bright 
     Green 

One thing I love 
About this place 
Is -
it makes no sense 
At all !

Million dollar lots 
Downtown! 
The owner, being wealthy,
Bought them 
(Back in the day) 
So her house on the hill
Could have its view 
     Of the ocean 

Word is 
She doesn't intend 
To sell 
Anytime soon 
So I wonder 
If I should plant kale 
Or cabbage 

For the gophers 

We take old chairs 
To sit and look at the ocean 

No one wants to trap or kill 
The varmints 

The cat can only eat 
So many 

What to do 
What to do 

On a gorgeous afternoon
In January 

We discuss . . .






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