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The Hummingbirds and the Honeybees lyrics listen The Hummingbirds and the Honeybees The Honeybirds and the Hummingbees and the sand swirls all round An entire day passes What reason, within, judges me against my will? Trap of wonder tightly drawn around the world Skymachines bony-finger Cupid’s cuddle clouds This unpopulated tract of unkempt scrub makes a maltreated hideout for many a loosed miscontent I’m sure Invasion of Flowers Sit in the burnt remnant smoldering Flamethirsty crumbling unencumbered The days and ashes shuffle in the wind What's that hanging from a limb across the way? The patterns of the people last In colors through the char The way they used to laugh Rushes waving in the yard Gaze fondly at the weapon in your hand A piece of steel bent to an ungainly shape by the fire The wreck of lives etching its inscription Now, see flower-vine tendrils spiral forth Petals reckoning through the rubble Twine the person in this pedestal Endless flower fascination Let color be unsteadfast Shine past imagination Garden Path It was raining up above the trees and ghost-making mist moved in clumps over shivering hollows of us lost but never wanting to go home where all the colors are unvariegated and all the wood unmossed. There was a cave down below the trees and rocks for tables rested easily on a dirt floor we pawed lightly in the unmistakable moment of friendship as the night drew in around the stars. brian brock late october early november 2016 |