Notes From A Car Park





It rains.
Car park trees hemmed in, captive.
Symbolic of a lessened world?
If the roots go rogue, then what?
Dream of growing beans up the sides of the prisoner trees, of everyone planting and making car parks futile.
A power of fertility.

More rain, in spite of the blossoms and pretty leaf: autumn weather.
Under the copper beeches, light and water drops.
Nearly a rainbow.
The leaves are russet-rosé.
Under the copper beeches you can bathe in a sparkling pink
Raise a toast to autumn:
To future harvests.








Comments

Dixie@dcrelief said…
Reclaim the car park!
7 May 2015 at 04:00
Jo said…
Delightful pictures. I guess you are English as you say car park. I can't get my husband to stop saying that although we have been here for 40 years now.
7 May 2015 at 14:00
Lisa Southard said…
Well spotted Jo, guessing you would say parking lot? :-)
7 May 2015 at 22:22
Jo said…
Well I would, hubby wouldn't. LOL
7 May 2015 at 23:51
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