Hydrangeas
Buds cluster
like tiny beads,
promises of gems set
in lacy caps
or heavy mops
that soon will
nod in intermittent time
with black bodies bees
and ruby throated hummers,
and invite pollen dusted
nuzzles from
bumblebees and
moon strung moths
who whisper
summer dreams.
But today buds cluster,
still green and sleepy
from longer nights and
shallow days.
Their secrets wait
for collected songs
by sun,
seeded clouds,
patient earth.
–June 12, 2009
