The south wind blew Thursday night
Taking out the remainder of the blossoms
of the Bradford Pear.
It looks elegant in it’s white splendor
But inevitably wrecks havoc on it’s owners and family.
Requiring little maintenance, can lead one
To neglect its frame and potential beauty.
It’s shape –
preventing it from gaining stability.
Triangles aren’t as supportive as you’d imagine.
To remove debris – in life – from time to time –
I don’t know if i’d go so far as to say circumcise –
But perhaps remove the dead weight.
It lends itself to better communication
and thought life.
Improves our mental capacity for the mundane and dreary days –
or simply enables us to deal with the unavoidable.
The north wind blew my wispy bangs
as I watered her flowers.
Wondering if the lavender had roots
like a Bradford.
Flowering, beautifying the earth. Or-
Clearly not neglected.
While their debut is short-lived,
they are well-tended to.
No need for pruning.