A faithful pear tree drips with nubile fruit.
Around her barky leg, the squash fine twines
and weaves like a hungry cat.

Fat submarine zucchini lurks
half-sunk in a sea of leaves and dust.

Along its leathery back,
a lusty, lawn-green mantis cha chas
toward a trove of snow white treats.

A shriek
of magpies –
One two three four five –
Piano keys against a cobalt sky.

And from inside, Beethoven beckons.
Bach and Brahms.

Bright laundry hangs like prayer flags in the warm September air.