Fascinating Interims Poem by shimon weinroth

Fascinating Interims



we are here, a dozen years and some
brush and tall pine rub shoulders,
the front row formidable and giant
blot out the sky, shut out the light

cast dark shadows and shades
cool, twilight and dusk mysterious
dancing to the tune of sunbeams setting,
tube of mirrors, kaleidoscope of grays

protecting and awesome, one never
knows, one begns the other ends,
strolling behind the house a
jungle of wild weeds unattended

in a corner, under spreading leaves
shade, a foursome of poppies
playing poker smiling red, in a sea of green
tucked away in their stolen zone

some of the winter growth seems
to have lost its thrust or is it me
my Agava tree bent to an impossible
angle, hangs on

unwilling to let the next come in
knows somethng I do not
breathes its pace of interim
tenaciously defying gravity

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Allen Vinal 11 March 2008

Vibrant imagry! I love this poem!

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