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Tuesday, August 02, 2005

ode to a sundrop primrose

like folds of delicate silk
a calling back to your home in england.
soft, demure, polite,
fragile and shy in your golden yellow.
a floral moistened morsel
of honey-drizzled lemon cake
on a tuesday afternoon tea.

food for rabbits.


  • At 12:30 PM, August 02, 2005, Blogger trish said…

    Oooooh!! My bunny would love to munch on that!

  • At 12:20 PM, August 03, 2005, Blogger Ogbuefi Stephi said…

    yeah, i actually saw a bunny hopping around the gardens when i was strolling by and just thought it funny. all this landscaped foliage, manicured gardens, etc. the most protected plants, right?
    and still, just food for rabbits. they don't care what it looks like. they're still gonna eat it.


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