yawn strews the rock garden with
A steady diet of roses can prove thorny
if one’s appetite exceeds
good taste. She smiles for no reason.
Does the Maiden prefer one over
another? A wafer-thin Gingersnap
Floribunda lifts spirits. A Black Baccara
Tea Rose tempts. The aromatic
Green Romantica entices her so
often her tiny entourage flits and
trips on her generous swaying
skirts. Gnats in her presence.
Upstart yellow jackets pollinate
Honey Dijon Grandiflora
as if traversing a Disney film.
If they break out in lyrics for her
lilting, no one would hear for
the zip-zipping towards that
Skunk Cabbage lying in wait.