White Horse at Uffington

on the green hill
like veins of virus
on a green leaf

Regular tomatoes go to market

Siamese Brinjal

Towards the end
of the day
we look
at the tomatoes
gathered in
the big basket before
us

It will be sewn with a big
needle and covered
with a jute cloth
and just before that
my sister and I
look for the
ones
which are oblong
or anything not
like the rest.

My pet complaints

that I have always been
on a very flat land
the only one water body
I saw instilled fear

I forget
that the offshoot path
to our ancestral house
was raised earth.

In the aftermoons
of holidays
we slept under
the tamarind trees

sometimes trying to
fell them

The trees were on
a ten feet mound
which was all covered
with quicken tree

the red pink berries
never seen elsewhere
and so not
pronounced edible

were denuded
to their transparent
inners and
lost to ground.

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Fuamnach struck Etaine with a rod of scarlet quicken-tree.

Purple dress

Purple long skirt
with few inches of
black border at
the bottom

It was on me
on my sister
too

Do mothers
dress their children
alike

so that
even if one forgets
one's dress or the other's
the other can remember
one's dress or the other's

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slaught on memory:

The Purple Stocking(painting by Sir James Jebusa Shannon)
Midir's purple leather, purple tunic (The Wooing of Etaine - Retold by Ann Moray)

from 'The Celtic Quest: An Anthology from Merlin to Van Morrison' edited by Jane Lahr

A kiss to the bird

I think
I know
why humming
birds are cute
why they
look like babies

Red and Green Apples

Apples and oranges
have become
too staple for
afternoon snack
so much that

Red and Green
though apples
are no
longer of
the same family

Sometimes the
green apple
crisp like a
pear is really
no apple or sweet

Today finding the
oranges too small
to satisfy visual
appetite

my eyes took in
small bunches
of fresh
apricots
peaches
and plums

crazy day
who wants
apples then

Content spill

I didnt know
that Bolillo
at local bakery
had eggs in it
until one day
they smelt too
much to disguise
the presence
and tasted
very chemical
after left
too long
dunk in tea.

(aah- dunkin doughnuts figures!!)

Memorious clouds

Funes remembers the
shape of clouds
on any given day

One day
I remember
driving to the airport
the sky had
mountains of clouds

This day
I want to remember
the red bird
with blue wings
before
it joins

the
clouds
of all
the other
days.

Slowly blown away

Sternum in dark clouds
ribcage in light ones
fast diffusing into
a powder

Lithops

Welcome to
Cyclops fake treasure

Agave Potatorum

ripples like water
and then parts
to quake like fire

State bird

Cactus Wren
on Boojum tree
like a
Rooster
on a Windvane

Little less spitting mirror image

Boyce Thompson Arboretum, Superior AZ

Colour in Moisture

The drizzle from
rain and sprinklers
didnt all reach the
ground.

Recession: Eye opener

Of all the birds
the saddest to be
a statue
would be
a roadrunner

The day my friend
told me of it
I saw one running
in the parking lot
and knew it was
a roadrunner

This statue
was a heap
of faded copper
until the birdwatcher's
eyes opened
and the border stores
next to it closed.