Seven Times 45: Blooms

 

Blooms have been coming up everywhere
A bed of tulips is rising from the spokes of my bicycle
A field of clovers is emerging from the roof top of my apartment
Several water lilies sit between the bubbles in the baby’s bath water

The hair of my 3 children has turned to pear blossoms
The petals fly from their heads like snow
As they dance in the wind

The backyard grill has sprouted a lilac bush
The aroma has taken over the entire neighborhood
The lavender clusters cover the hot coals

A father’s coffin is pushed open from the force
Of a large magnolia tree in full bloom
As the mourner’s hearts erupt with sorrow, joy

A cross on Golgotha has grown rose buds
The first one is opening from the soldier’s spear wound
The Convict relinquishes His Spirit, a new fruit

 

Andrew Borne is 2 Cups Poet 1 teaspoon Musician 1/4 teaspoon Salt 1/2 cup Absurdity 3/4 cup Chef 1 egg, beaten 2 1/3 cups Family Man. Mixed together and served raw. His column 7x appears weekly in Oddball Magazine.

 

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