Sweet Autumn Clematis

By EDIE ABRAMS
Posted 7/12/19

Our sweet autumn clematis covets every orifice of the wire-meshed gazebo.

Nimble and with abandon, it breaches what it can until it reaches its optimum,

the man-made apex, and lazes in the …

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Our sweet autumn clematis covets
every orifice of the wire-meshed gazebo.

Nimble and with abandon, it breaches
what it can until it reaches its optimum,

the man-made apex, and lazes in the blaze
of the sun and chaises in the phases of the moon.

Tendrils steal inside, extend in mid-air, like
snakes smelling for safety, calculating,

to slither along the screen, emboss
the table, or divorce all the above.

The incense of florets trumpet cupidity.
Its snoopiness has no bounds. It lures

with redolence of sweet spice just when
the autumn of Life manifests in hundreds,

if not thousands or millions, of kaleidoscopic
leaves that canvas the wake of our hobo lives.

Sweet autumn clematis, delilah
seduction, delilah delusion. But, oh! what

a delilah delight. Its joie de vivre explores,
grabbles, while we decompose, morose,

but for this exotic tryst with our clematis.

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