I Am the Strummer

Sunflower field of yellows and oranges Green leaves apparently hiding the krazy cat A one-eyed pirate who sneaks and slithers Field’s golden fiddler strumming in time Strumming his truth Strumming his heart’s blood Strumming and strumming Strumming in time Comic book colors parading in krazy cat’s head Don’t ask me about this field at midnight Silk and pearls, better than Iowa’s corn That’s a hint and you’ll get nothing else Strumming my song Strumming my sorrow Empathy oozing out of my pores China Cat sunflowers guarding my secrets. My golden fiddle dancing her unique tune. Quintessential secrets of the krazy cat hidden. I am the strummer. I am a sunflower.