Greetings from...the Road to Nowhere

Greetings from...the Road to Nowhere

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Meadow Madness

by Cheryl Zovich

It's genetic, this madness
and addiction to color,
to textures. Lusting for the
precise arrangement of

height and hue, I toil
to restrain nature, struggle
with forcing chaos to
conform to my idea

of beauty. But the meadow
presses in, unfettered by
limitations. No balance or
arrangement by color chips of

perfection, no agenda, conundrum
or rules. It doesn't waste
precious time wishing
portulaca might be blue.

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