After a long layoff (self imposed) I am back to post a poem that delighted me this week. My talented and wonderfully kind cousin, Norm Hutcherson, took the beet challenge. That is to say, he put beets, actually one (some?) of my favorite things, in a whimsical and caring poem about loving others and living life. I wanted to treat readers to Norm's deep spirit and tantalizing word play. Bon appetit!
Garden Graze
(Bob beets through an Open Window)
Bob beets
The pedal opens
An opera wails
As the phantom wanders
A steel gray sky
In a misty morning
The farmers till
The rich brown foam
A shark delights
As the tourists wander
Through their feeding grounds
On this summer's day
But still I smile
As Bob digs through
The beets
Looking for the one
That will make Terri's day
A perfect reach
On an artist's tablet
The sum of all dreams
On this loom of needs
An open door
To a child's sense of wonder
As Bob tills the soil
And the beets
Come to stay
July 4, 2017