Go/Furs

WE ENTERED
THE GARDEN
(MY FRIEND
AND ME)
ANXIOUS TO
ADMIRE
AND EXPLORE
AND SEE
THE LUSH GREEN
MEADOWS
THE OLDEN
ROCK WALLS
THE SPROUTING
HYRANGEA
THE CROW’S
MATING CALLS,
DODGING SHARP
LEAVES
FROM THE TALL
HOLLY TREES
WE SOON FOUND
A SIGHT
AND WERE
BROUGHT
TO OUR KNEES,
NOT REALLY
OF COURSE,
BUT TRUE PURE
REMORSE
ACCOSTED THE
EYES
WHEN RIGHT
BY SURPRISE
WE CAME UPON
THE KINGDOM
OF MOUNDS
AND SCURRYING
CREATURES
MAKING SUCH
SOUNDS,
I JUMPED BACK
THINKING
THIS CAN’T BE
RIGHT (I WAS OUT
HERE SO RECENTLY
LATE LAST NIGHT)
BUT SURE ENOUGH
THE INVASION WAS
REAL, A MASSIVE
PERSUASION
OF PILES AND SOIL,
WITH HOLES AT THE TOP
NO WAY TO STOP
THE TREND
OR FIND ANY END,

THEY WERE EVERYWHERE
AND SOON TWO SMALL
EYES AND A NOSE
APPEARED
QUITE SUDDENLY
CLOSE TO MY TOES,
“OH LOOK” SAID MY FRIEND
WHO IS ALWAYS ON TREND
“ISN’T HE CUTE,
REALLY A BEAUTE”
LAUGHING AND
WALKING AWAY,
AS I STOOD THERE
IN WONDER
AT THE FABULOUS
PLUNDER, SHE TURNED
TO ME WITH A SMILE,
SUGGESTING A BOMB
OR SOME RADICAL SAUCE
TO ERASE THE NEW VILLAGE
TO A SMOOTH GRASSY
LOSS, AND THEN
ONCE AGAIN, HE POPPED
INTO VIEW, KIND OF
DEMANDING SOME
KIND OF CUE,
BUT WE TURNED ON
OUR HEELS AND
ADMIRED THE TREES,
THE ORCHIDS AND
ROSES, THE SWEET
SUMMER BREEZE,
AND FINALLY SAID
GOODBYE, AS I STOOD
IN THE DOORWAY
READY TO CRY,
SHE WAS ADAMENT
AND STOIC
QUITE SURE/ HEROIC
ABOUT THE VISITORS
GAME,
NO OTHER BIG NAME
WOULD FILL
THE BILL,
LEST I FORGET
THE DEEP
WINDING PIT
THAT ONCE HELD
SOUR GRASS
IT COULD NOT
SURPASS THE
END OF THE LINE,
I KNOW IT IS TIME
TO LOWER BOOM
MAKE SOME KIND
OF ROOM
FOR SMALL
GO/FUR GRAVES
I HAVEN’T QUITE
SAVED
UP THE POWER,
I WILL HAVE
SOMEONE ELSE
RELIQUINSH THE
BOWER,
SAYING GOODBYE
OR AT LEAST ADIEU,
FOR THEY WILL BE
BACK,
RIGHT ON CUE!