Fearful Symmetry

Tiger lilies stretch, languorous
within their suburban confines.
Bright orange blooms
stalk front door paths
across tidy lawns,
lie in wait about mailboxes,
peek between cedar fence slats
at wayward garden gnomes.

Their vibrant petals ripple
at midday in stale, sultry air.
They blaze bright, standing sentry
along meandering streets
lined with endless brick veneer
and vinyl sided tombs.


4 thoughts on “Bloomers

  1. Love that last image. The one thing that threw me a bit was “stale, sultry air.” I’m trying to make those two ideas come together in my mind. Wait, I just imagined the inside of my AC-less house and now it works fine. 😛

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