In the Garden

Fuchsia panels Standing parallel, like soldiers standing to attention Push the panels forward, and venture onward Pull them back, and leave behind Like a woodpecker pecked cloth spread across the atmosphere A permeable shelter of green does cover the cobble below The darks and the lights of the jades and the emeralds Add shimmer and flatness to this world of calm Suspended from somewhere, someplace above Hang scattered hues of violet Almost candy floss like Breaking up and breaking through the veil of green Clusters of red also Climbing up, up Reaching towards the skies Though forever trapped within their own dwelling Observe, the kaleidoscope of colours And then, once more, the fuchsia panels Standing parallel, like soldiers standing to attention Push the panels forward - and venture onward Pull them back - and leave behind…