How Does Your Garden Grow?

Austere, the cranial landscape
settled into acceptance.  The need
to create something lush
to brighten the grayness
lingers there,  waiting
for the Muse to fly in
from some exotic location.

It begs your exquisite mind
for a place to land
and upon your acquiescence
a garden blooms…delphiniums,
hollyhocks and verbena,
and suddenly a name,
someone you used to know.

The face is hazy, but that day
unfolds before you like a dream.
Maybe it is a dream;  delphiniums
don’t do so well in the cold.  Then
you notice the bells have quit ringing
and you understand it’s not the truth
but the search for truth

that makes a poem.

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