Cool green in the garden
soft summer evening
the old stone wall rhyme
etched with mossy design
May I take your hand
as we walk alone together
under the darkening trees
in the cool garden green
No flowers here grow
those hothouse floozies
their raw fecundity immoral
in the garden's green cool
-kls 2010
This was written in response to a prompt from Magpie Tales. Write your own and link here.
12 comments:
Fresh and creative. Thanks for posting. I think you may have meant "rime" instead of "rhyme."
I may be thinking (and smiling) all day about your last stanza.
Thanks, Jim!
Actually, no, I meant rhyme. Although rime would have worked nicely there too. Different meaning than the one I meant.
I had fun writing that last stanza.
smootha and refrehing...thanks for taking us on that walk in the cool green...smiles. nice magpie...
hothouse floozies - ha! A delightful read!
Ohh... So nice. I'd love to go walking through a cool garden right now.
Your lovely Magpie describes just how I thought this garden would look and feel.
pleasant words.
lovely magpie!
beautiful first stanza..
Floozies, Yeah!!!!
nice write....calming...bkm
oh those annual floozies! Great magpie!
Beautiful haiku!
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