See the pretty bells of the Foxglove
All along the garden path
Where I once reached for you
As if I were
Some stupid but beautiful hummingbird.
I curl around the stalks of the Foxglove
As if each one were a caduceus.
See the Sabi Star, the Daphne, and the Suicide Tree.
See them and come back;
Come back to me.
I have tea--
Don't tell me that it's over.
I wait in the shadows of the Foxglove
Like the garden cat
You picked up, stroked, and stole.
My feelings haven't changed; they continue intense...
No matter what, believe that I'm still your girl.
Have a care, come to me, any time at all.
Your hummingbird waits,
Deep in the blur and beating
Of her impossible breathless wings.
for One Shot Wednesday