mud dauber nests
Just spotted this at the back of the garage when I put away the car this afternoon. How had I missed it before? Such gorgeous architecture. I’m not entirely sure what I had in mind with the words but they felt right, and sometimes that’s enough.
the eyes go back
to being shadows
studying the markings
of bark beetle larvae
probing the beebalm’s red
forked tongues
of a stinkbug’s fear
kitchen spider
the caterpillar is tired
of being a caterpillar
now the leaves get more of the sky
than just sunlight
I take a break
from organizing my files
gnats follow the branching cracks
in its skin
blunders across a pair
of painted tulips
