Miranda Hawley Poet Free verse

Deception Through the Window

Across the street the bumble bee played
in the green cauldron of razor-sharp weeds,
jade pools of thrones, spikes in needles,
but I saw a bumble bee playing in lush grass.

The golden retriever fetched a stick 
in the carpet of moss near the jade pools
and more razor-sharp weeds,
while I, blinded by the dazzle
wanted my yard just as perfect 
as what I saw through my window.

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Bill Baker June 18, 2022 at 4:47 PM Made me think of the old sauing, "the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence." (window) :-) Have a great week my friend! Bill Miranda Hawley June 18, 2022 at 4:59 PM The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence is what I was going for. My 6th grade teacher would always finish that saying "until you mow the weeds."