May 4
The garden green with yellow dots
Was full of blue Forget-me-nots
Shimmering in the early day
And way above the chimney pots
Kites were flying looping loops
And diving through the Golden Hoops
The sun began to give its heat
As birds flew by in tuneful groups
And now it’s coffee time for games
A chance to reinvent our names
With teasers puzzles laughter joy
To cast aside our worldly aims
Was full of blue Forget-me-nots
Shimmering in the early day
And way above the chimney pots
Kites were flying looping loops
And diving through the Golden Hoops
The sun began to give its heat
As birds flew by in tuneful groups
And now it’s coffee time for games
A chance to reinvent our names
With teasers puzzles laughter joy
To cast aside our worldly aims
This poem is the result of a collaborative game, much in the manner of the Parisian Surrealist movement, circa 1920's, where two people (in this instance my wife and I) write lines of verse alternately until something appears that almost makes some kind of sense.
