Category Archives: Yuma Conservation Garden
A duck lingers near the pond, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
A duck doesn’t need to wear shoes;
His webbed feet have nothing to lose
By going unshod,
But isn’t it odd
That he’d rather stroll than to snooze?
Limerick © 2018 and photo © 2017 by Magical Mystical Teacher
More Midweek Motif at Poets United: “Shoes”
A palm tree near the duck pond, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
filled with songbirds,
bow low to the earth.
the carcass of a fox.
dazzled by his tomatoes,
flows in and out
of the here and now,
The end is near,
and all the players know it.
Press One for English.
Reflections in the duck pond, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
A woman wrapped in water
will try to surprise you
as you are cultivating bean rows
in your long-neglected garden.
She will come,
bearing a blade in her hand,
from the place across the road,
where ice melted months ago.
Gulp at her appearing, if you must,
but do not let her speak.
Cut her off,
or with subtle words
and artifice and craft
she will begin turning you
into a pond or puddle, and laugh
when the deed is accomplished.
Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
Part of a sign promoting clean lakes and streams, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
An old farm truck rusts in the sun, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
A winding path, Yuma Conservation Garden, Yuma, Arizona
A father bends
to help his little girl
who has skinned her knee
Somehow her legs gave way
and she stumbled in the gravel
at the sidewalk’s end.
He kisses the wound
again and again, murmuring,
“It’s all right, angel, it’s all right.”
Smiling back at him
through tears, she says,
“Thank you, Daddy.
You’re an angel too.”
Then the big angel spreads his wings
and carries his little angel home.