For Whatever Reason

Strings of rain strangle the heat. 
The fields are green and geeseless. 
Bees hover over flowers I don’t know
the names of, or how nectar becomes honey

but it does.

Thank you for the rain and the rainbow. 
I’m lost and rosy-shouldered, watching 
things fly. You know, I’ve never met a bird
that wished it were a person. 

I’ve wished

on eyelashes, chewed four-leaf clovers 
for the lemony taste and for luck. 
I’m following a hand-made map to what is 
home this month. I’m lost.

I’m rosy-shouldered.

I’m older than ever before. I reach up 
through clouds of bees. The flowers tense
on their stems, and watch me 
untangle the rain.

Reviews

[Parrish Arquette]

It's a wonderful poem, I could envision the setting in my head.

[Anna]

I enjoyed this piece very much! It is one of the best things I've read recently! It creates a connectivity I love. Well written :)

[Rebecca]

This poem is beautiful! I really like it. You're descriptions - 'the fields are green and geesless' are just lovely. Well done! I look forward to reading more of your work.