6 thoughts on ““Lilly-on Dreams”

  1. I got caught with nowhere seemingly to go with the last line…so, unpunctuated and made the jest fit. Sometimes I scare me. I was without my eyes – 20/600+ vision- when first I noticed this menacing, weaving cobra-headed snake waving in front of my face from four feet. Unstarted my start slowly…and before I could enact my escape plan: lean very far back on the rocking chair and remember to tuck my head/chin into my chest on the ride back – I realized I had not put on my glasses and thus was both blind and fool…or verse vica!

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      • A lost lilly bulb found in a garden border atop the newly shoveled compost last Winter went into a small clay pot to see if it was resurrectable. Placed atop a small garden workbench table in the half- to three-quarters shade where I like to rock-and-read while oldies rock-n-roll and talk radio compete for my tasked multipliers the resultant two – one tall and wide and green and waving like a charmed snake in the breeze and the other just a poked-up sliver of promise, still give me shivers. The taller leaf bends over its final third of its length and the curving arc of that chord when wind-caught is a dead ringer for some of the several breeds of local snake that take to “cobra” imitation to scare away those who would intrude. And give dreams to rheumy eyed old men pretending increpitude.

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    • Used to use my little brothers’ realistic rubber replica reptile – had me cleaning poop more than once – metaphorically, thankfully – myself! Never mean enough to use it at the front door just below the knocker or the buzzzer: afraid some one less-afraid would steal. The Siamese and The Yellow crook-tail cur just walked right past with nary a nod.

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