Traffic Jam/Manana Poem by Sheena Blackhall

10 minutes counting the leaves on a beech tree
So many! The beech tree is young
She is flighty, but cold to flattery
5 minutes performing the Rorschach test on clouds
Identifying an ephemeral Pekinese dog
A nimbus of Bangkok lady boys

A circus tiger leaps from a pearly cirrus
A fairy fox skedaddles down a chute of white

3 minutes counting the deadheads
In a hanging basket of flowers

2 minutes counting the birds,
Crossing the sky-screen (3 seagulls.1 buzzard,10 crows)

The beech stares at me woodenly
We have much to learn from trees
The ultimate maestros in the Spanish art of mañana