That One Day


That one day in a garden
Ditty shouted hieroglyphics
…much like the sound
of garbled baseball scores…
to row on row of daffodils
drowsing in the sun.
Next she charmed
a school of carp
…there lazing in a pond…
to dance a koi ballet
beneath the water lilies
of plié…glissade…pirouette
and swirling arabesque.
And then she spied the cat
and took evasive action
…for only cats and Irish folk
know how to truly see her…
and floated to the branch
of a cherry blossom tree.
She sang sad songs and ballads
…“The Milkmaid’s Now A’ Weepin’”
followed by “Oh, Danny Boy”…
just to keep her spirits up
as ascending all the while
she flew from branch to branch.
There at the top she caught the wing
of a swooping nightingale
…who seemed to know the tunes…
and together they flew harmonies
that one day in a garden.

Bonnie Marshall
Re-worked just for fun
from February, 2013

Artist: Cicely Mary Barker

8 thoughts on “That One Day

  1. Love the idea of “flying harmonies” like flying kites (transitively).
    Recognized that little fairy right off–
    The Garden Fairy Book is a family favorite around here. A feast for eyes and ears.

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