Sunday, April 19, 2009

by Hessa
















Wildflowers of Figueroa Mtn - by Hessa


My gawd
it's purple and orange everywhere
and it stahnks!
I thought this trip was wildflowers,
sighing
romantic
luxurious fields of waving petals,
wafting breezes -
but
screeching halt, man.

I'm not running through this scratchy scrub
like Maria
in Sound of Music.
If I did
I'd have to wrap
my bare legs in medical gauze,
check for ticks,
oh, and probably get a shot of anti-venom
for the chomp of the rattler
nestled in beside that rock.

Freakin 95 degree
dessicated
hellish
wasteland.

They say the flowers'll be gone next week.
Wonder why
they don't stick around.
Hah.




2 comments:

  1. Ha! That was GREAT. Thalia, what a SUPER concept for a blog - I'm so impressed. And thanks for the link!
    Go, Thalia, Go!
    Hugs,
    Lee

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