30in30, Day 23: "Passing the Murder Garden"

Passing the Murder Garden

All those wands of delphinium

Waving red in the wind,

Those poppies like bloodied kisses,

Tulips an army of girls

All dressed in red blouses;

Those pansies angry, eyeing me,

The Queen of Heart's roses

Gone wild on the vine,

Crocus in beds of flame

Eating up the ground;

Asia lilies sparking hot --

This garden's a raging inferno,

I thought.

So violent.

And then I saw the violets

Down among the coleus,

Cooling the edges of its leaves to green;

The bluebells curling daintily over,

And the bonnets in their shades of blue scattered through

Like rain that fell to tame the fire;

And there was beauty in it,

And then I stopped to savor.

T.A.B. 4-23-13