bee rests

Bee rests on a

railing corner

rain drops

from treetops plink

color into dry

wood crusted needles

limply lash laurel

flowers parachute

in clumps where

taller trees were

extracted raise fronds

as fists of purplish-white

swallowtail pauses there

bird’s high pitched

twitter spindly long

necked stagger of tips

ferns furled fans

punctuate power

lines slick licorice