And
from tomorrow night
And
days after
Dad
has no better topic
For
us to discuss
Until
we all
Hang
up our towel
After
showering.
Walls
Some
people love walls.
They
keep in yelping dogs,
No
one sees them talking at night
Yet
walls do talk – to each other.
They
compare positions, compositions.
Are
they stone, cement or brick?
When
they need our attention
They
crumble for repair.
In
winter a storm will blow them over.
Make
gaps for geckos and hens.
Can
you see the creatures scurrying
Passing
two abreast?
Robert
Frost loved walls, and said
They make good neighbours
Especially
if they talked,
Had
one’s garden trimmed,
Kept
apple trees to one side
Pine
cones to the other.
Do
you love walls?
Leaves
There
are
So
many leaves
Each
hangs on a branch
In
thousands of different ways
Your
eyes will see differences
Infinite
shapes: ovoid, needle
Heart-shaped,
linear or pencil
You
can draw them green in spring
Paint
the tree from where they came
Crinkle
a gum leaf for its scent
So
many leaves
Unfolding
and falling
Into
your world
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