'Interrogatories' That Play With Dawn Poem by James McLain

'Interrogatories' that Play With Dawn;
Attempting one broad stroke across the sky.
Pens that leak too find one word.
Seeing sparrows spread their wings
to start new days, come stay.
As early blue jays allocate to say.
Green each 'Garden' filled with roses red..
An allegation she is heavy, stands denied.
The sun shines down spreading mornings song.
In my elocution and she does, with her, both sing.
One robin chides a mocking bird over seeds.
Finches long to cold, hop vine too vine, grow warm.
Humming birds appear with honey that they suckle.
Blue and very lean as they fly past, seemingly never full.
This picture has a daisy, eyes so bright and yellow, brown
brown with circles with thier centers pushing out.
Each petal, like each path, each flies above our heads.
Red and pink are sitting with the sunny window scented.
Private sorrows and my vast distance, I can't keep.
My body drifts off early now between broad light wings.
Behind each, a wall this garden, birds and blossoms.