The Garden
Dragonflies zigzag
over unplucked strawberries,
brambles spill from flowerbeds
where bindweed triumphs.
Codling moths couple,
apple trees shed their blushes.
A pride of dandelions
stalks unchained daisies.
Green plastic snake sleeps,
its belly full of water,
in yellowing grass.
We no longer breathe
lavender-scented sunsets,
but sometimes we touch.
Stephanie Lammers
An earlier version of this poem was used as song lyrics by the band Purty Violet.