Friday, April 16, 2010

Day Sixteen, Poem #16 - Fiesta

Fiesta
NaPoWriMo #16 – off prompt

the splayed
cartoon hands
of prickly pears
slapping at the sidewalk
underneath the fence
pattycake the concrete
shake loose the seeds
from tired sunflowers
sombrero-shade the
anthills
on mirage afternoons

when night falls
the hands rise up
clap together at the moon
and bloom delicate
flower fingers
so the bats can
sip perfume

1 comment:

  1. Ah mirage afternoons...know them so well.
    Lovely poem.

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