My Supreme Courtyard

The hummingbirds agreed to return to my porch and converse with the color red

the tomato plant at my fence
agreed to grow, promising to tomato

and the eucalyptus grove on the hill has by mutual consent agreed to perform the interpretive dance that brings the wind and the windblown seed drifting about

The ocean, always busy plunging, yet still stands in support of more cormorants who honor the ancient rocks

and the fleet of pelicans are in formation commanded by no one to fulfill a conning role with respect to nature, carrying intelligence to the remote districts

Clouds and blue sky cooperate in summer and moist foggy air agrees to reach across the aisle to shake hands with the inland heat

morning afternoon and night have agreed to allow each expression in turn

and the midnight bullfrogs agreed that while it is disruptive to croak in the still pond at night keeping everyone awake, nothing ought to be done, noting in all fairness the quiet in the day, and the nonstop chirping of the birds in the dancing trees.

jk
6/27/18