Spectacles
The garden
has hidden
spectacles of
beauty and mystery
A bound body in a web
Voracious insects,
long gone,
decorated leaves
with irregular holes,
where the light falls through
to dance on little puddles
like diamonds in the dirt.
A lost toy under a bush
casts a long shadow
only at dusk and dawn
hoping to be found
Caravans of ants pass
on invisible highways
never noticing me
stunning silence
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lovely Ann! A lost toy under a bush . . . we have a painted rock that was contributed to our street garden when we weren’t looking . . . to dance on little puddles YES!
Many thanks Darlene for sharing your thoughts…
Lovely imagery! I especially like the puddled light “like diamonds in the dirt.” Bravo!