Eavesdropping on fuchsias

What cool-headed clarity can be found underneath a well-watered hanging basket!

The ancient eavesdropper


Plastic baskets
swing skyward
affixed to two
strong hooks,
wherein a flush of
fuchsias sob
tears tapping
cool messages
atop my
thinking cap
which peruses
under its path.
Soon, I spy
bloom to bloom,
humming hums
in harmonious tunes,
purple and pink-petaled
curtsies with every
wind whisper
and passing visitor.
Oh, what joy in witnessing
life’s manifold mysteries!

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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