Poem: "Medicinal Day"
*This material is copyrighted. It's a poem from my new book, "Poems of a Prodigal." Here in town I have access to a Japanese garden, and a nature preserve, some of my favorite places to visit and write poetry, especially after a rain!
Medicinal Day
The Sun gave a cluster of sparkling diamonds to the
pond.
Geese stood guard like sentinels.
I saw antlers in branches, and imagined gigantic
reindeer underground.
I saw Tyrannosaurus ankles in tree-trunks.
As I strolled a Japanese garden, I watched a brook
salivate in ecstasy over rocks.
At sunset, I inhaled green breath in a forest; oak
lungs exhaled hookah-smoke. Their applewood-
mist made drunk my senses, and I swooned upon
soft clovers.
The evening was cool, its wind maternal.
Unquenched, I burned oils at night, saturating my
walls with distilled clove, lemon, and cinnamon
bark. I concocted an atmosphere.
In a room, I built another breeze.
I bet that garden is beautiful. Love the poem.
:) Thanks, Oz.