in very strong sunlight
can make you drunk--
tipsy, anyway
feels like a sugar high.
My sap is thickening with
carbohydrate bounty
and if you cut me I'll bleed
maple syrup on the sidewalk.
Hide in the shade if you must
turn up the AC and drink
ice water-- I'm storing up
photon energy for winter.
102 degrees. Life is good
for weeds and the lizard kin.
Collection available! Knocking from Inside
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Photosynthesis
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free verse,
poetry
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Yes, I agree. The 102 degree weather is only good for weeds and the lizard kin. Well done.
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