Rainbows and Peacocks
By Gwen Walker – for Chuck
We had a peacock garden
In rainbow bright array –
But the sunflowers all have bent their heads
And our finch is sparrow gray.
I’ve walked the morning circle
And heard the grasses squeal
As Babe and Holly charge the day
With swooping pristine zeal.
Closeting communities stood
The lavish spring dressed trees.
Through leafy arms, detouring wind
Gusting farmer-breath to me.
But the wind has had her way now
And the green leaf’s had her day.
Like the finch her golden garb has turned
To muted brown and gray.
And round about and back I’ve come
Full circle to my door,
And found my peacock garden’s
Gone underground once more.
But as plastic windows close me in
And summer colors go,
The fire ember’s orange licks
Now warm me with their glow.
My kitchen prism holds no slant
To catch the brown or gray,
So, I’ll nestle me inside with you,
And live my rainbow day.
(I love you Mom and Dad – I’ll see you in Narnia)
Beautiful! Thank you Maida
Just delightful to read! Love your mother’s choice of words and whimsical imagery. My favorite kind of people and poems. Thanks for sharing. Vicki