C’lover

I wanted to believe

in the whole 9 yards again

–regarded window

without glass–

lacking screen

and picked defense

(in reflection without backing)

I detected green

–in brown—

& growth

–once more—

and flowers some call weeds

wilting & unwatered

I gardened, then,

stripped poison oak

from

morning glory

planting dandelions

next to oxalis

–in all 9 yards I saw.

About Charron's Chatter

I bring to you an arrow, whole, Use it, or break it, But if you choose to take it --Know-- With it also, I will go. © Karen Robiscoe @1992

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