Life defies housekeeping.
It spills over edges,
reaches for the sun,
messy and uncontained,
demanding and delicate,
The riotous spikes of a rosemary bush
The crocosmia leaves' refined swoosh
The potted hydrangea's fat purple blooms
The yellow roses' buttery swoons
A single bird that tweedles its tune
And the counterpoint caw
of a death-hued crow.