Anonymous
Karyn Indursky
Marigolds sway in string quartet breezes
like dancers hips rhythmically hypnotized in
soprano singing birds spreading their
melodies for Downy woodpeckers to peck
rugged tree bark as their drums
before croaking bull frogs add a tenor
chorus as daisies dance amongst
blooming lilacs brushing against
violin grass blades in tune with
acid water droplet curtains end...
our orchestra of summer nights.