Pagosa Springs Artists

Grandma's Garden


Sifting sunlight glimmers, winks
with every lilting breeze that ruffles
medallions of the linden tree.

Folded secret shapes of roses blush,
while out in the meadow tiny bursts
of yellow mark out dandelion halos.

Her lawn gives up pinecone boats,
fragrant and floatable, but squirrels
and rabbits run away nervous, unsociable.

Caterpillars and beetles pose, gamely
walk our stem and twig rows, get stuck
in the wheel of a sticky spider web.

A bevy of crickets inhabits the treetops,
noisily serenades us, as fireflies flicker
and flash in the last glow of sunset.




first published in Storyteller Magazine

also published in Illinois State Poetry Society 

also published in Northern Stars Magazine

also published in

also published in Star Poets Magazine

©2012 Bonnie Manion


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