The Moons of Mountain Ana IV…


With almost perfect symmetry little Josh

wants to take some flowers back to Mum.


 He plucks from the two Laburnum

grown together over a garden gate;

harmonious estate,

or the strain of embrace,

stretching… to cleave ?

The scent from the cups is intoxicating,

and yellow… Becky’s colour…


O’ my tyger tree,

 your blossom

 will spread that smile

over lips which profess to disdain flowers.


…On the way back Josh has an idea: he wants to visit his Dad.


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