A guttural green sound in the wrecked garden.
Cough of spring earth
clearing its croaked winter throat.
Frost-phlegm. Crepuscular catarrh.
A chartreuse virus in flotsam wings.
Shimmer of lime on shivering tree bones,
hazing the naked lilac.
An emerald germ fuzzes zombie stems,
infects ghost leaves; proliferates –
peripheral motes in the listening eye:
spirit of Hartshorn notes in fox-bright nose.
Until the cured poem of the recorded garden -
her freshly-penned verses, pristine vocabulary of verdure,
prints of articulated species, must be spoken aloud
in the opened amphitheatre of the showy season.
Crammed, crumpled speech
of nervous, first-time, tight-stomached buds
must punctually burst forth from sticky hoods,
opening flowery vowels -
amended scripts held in burning arthritic nubs,
elderly chillblained fingers.
The romantic genre of the Rose,
dreamy Poppy sonnets,
white Lily’s religious lyric,
will be ecstatically performed - birds clapping
panegyric wings, singing praises.
Groundling speech of common Daisies
storming the lawn; catchy Nasturtium limericks,
bawdy Pansy comedy, slam poetry of punk Dandelions,
Red Hot Poker and vulgar Tulip farce – all programmed.
Daffodils will do the warm up
on heroic graves of snowdrops and hoarse crocus.
Luminous, heavenly blue Delphinium stanzas -
murmured even under a posh audience of twilight stars
in finest old-family diamonds.
Honeysuckle’s sweet mothy lullaby sung.
All read in rhyming language
of the wet green mud-mouth
which recited out of the swamp.
Culturing a cast of dazzling blooms,
enchanting perfumes: desideratum love of bees.
From such unpromising materials -
crushed star-seed; water and light for food and blood.
Unknown talents of invisible passion.
Flower spirals rising out of nothing that was –
as an act of faith. On imaginary Earth.
Is now. With bells, bows - nectar and beauty on!
Still rehearsing now
for summer’s lush, colourful sonnets.
Her epic dramas, thespian flourish; flamboyant costumes.
Endless scenes while the light lasts. Bee chorus.
Such rapturous golden evening soliloquies.