Hundreds of tiny trumpets

        Hundreds

        of tiny trumpets

        from the clumps

        of clivia

        along the driveway

        and the slow

        somnambulance

        of bees.

        A faint reveille

        for the preparation

        and procession

        of this quiet morning.

These poems are from my new collection IN THE APRICOT DARKNESS (view the cover and contents below in my recent posts). They are now being published individually, daily under 'recent posts' on my blog and will be available shortly as an eBook that can be read online or downloaded for free.