ILLUSTRATED POEM-SUNFLOWERS

Actually, the paintings came first then the poem. I am a visual thinker, not to say, a visionary.

SUNFLOWERS

Meandering clumps.

Mismatched

Giants, sporting

Umber foot fringe

Of low sun-starved leaves.

broad umbrellas

Surround haloed faces

day-old, bowing with their brilliant bonnets,

others stretching, fresh new born brave

Their silent song screaming.

Then straining in the shadows

The frail, limp and under-grown

 circling between

The massive stalks.

Birds sway, bounce and feed

On these wild volunteers.

One year, shrunken survivors,

Then this wet Spring, giants

in this silent opera.