Friday, August 7, 2015

A Quit Walk in the Garden

Orange fish swim silently
in the smooth waveless water.
This is an ugly place, and yet serene,
Japanese Garden.
What's a garden about a brown pond?
Where are the flowers?
Unless the fish are the flowers,
and their swimming
is the swaying in the breeze.
There is no breeze.
Just hot, humid, boring,
searing sun.
I'm going home.
I can see prettier scenes
on the Internet,
enjoy the beautiful outdoors
in my air conditioning, and
interact with strangers
all alone.

by:  Paula D. Nevison

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