Washing to be done

For all my festival family May 22nd How many memories have you blown dry? Hung up, pegged out, airborne remembrance signs, So many billowed sheets, sailing not tied, Standards and pennants, bright flags of all kinds. Washed clean of their woodsmoke perfume bouquets, The tales of long nights, and nights of long tales, The sunscreenContinue reading “Washing to be done”

Bee Queen

For Katie, and her flowers May 19th Sweet nectar collecting space invader, Barred beauty on whom all mankind depends. Onomatopoeic kazoo player, Seen zooming and buzzing in my garden. Manic squadrons perform daily duties, Nature’s perfect design, man says shouldn’t work. Baskets and bellies laden with booty, From your Royal calling, you never shirk. FromContinue reading “Bee Queen”