Transport

                     Transport

I did not see
until later
how he took stones
and tumbled them
with boulders of light
plunging though the trees
rumbling his truck
on the hillside
through patches of grass
and shale and clover

poem & photo copyright ©2013 Anne Selden Annab

This & That

This & That (morning glories & mirabilis)

  This & That

Self seeding
morning glories
& mirabilis
(four o'clocks)

Planted years ago
near the locked door
to compliment
the day- in turn
to have bloom
before and after noon

Year by year

From my wrought iron chair
I watch a moment here- a moment there
this and that...

Verdant green leaf inching
from miniscule to wide
tone by tone shifting
plant by plant
week by week to give
our slow summer shape
mounding air and light
into an assemblage

of eventual blossom

and humming bird pause
for favored flowers

Iridescence
adding blue to red
(yellow orange gold)
to purple to deep pink
as vines found stems
to twirl
to pull up
and over

tangling time
into now.

poem & photo copyright ©2013 Anne Selden Annab

Enjoying the Day

photo credit Jameelah Arcila

      Enjoying the Day

Jameelah's daughter Anna
has a pink unicorn,
a soft pink unicorn
with purple feet
posed
here and there
in Bruges

Cobbled streets
and flower boxes
cupped by art

echoing
medieval times
and tapestries
and tourism
as in Canterbury Tales.

poem copyright ©2013 Anne Selden Annab

Cost Shifting

      Cost Shifting

Paying bills
Save a post office-
not a stamp

Paper's footprint
is a forest planted
leaves rustling... step
past the catch phrase
to save a tree

Save a landscape
and a paper bag
save recycling

Lower electric bills
and elevate human contact
connections- jobs...

Tally up multiple computers
Include data plans and clouds
add in hackers and spyware
and virus detectors
and spam

Save a post office-
not a stamp.

poem copyright ©2013 Anne Selden Annab

Routes

        Routes

The barns

built by hand

and maintained

for generations

are weathering

Land is subdivided

built up bit by bit

and the barns

board by board

break apart

brick by brick

crumble…

Scenic routes

a fragile link

to times past-

to old growth forests

and fields cleared

to one room schools

to a car on a country road

Familiar paths

might be Indian trails

or a deer run

paved and widened

as old barns weather

and a feral cat roams.

poem & photo copyright ©2013 Anne Selden Annab