Remote Garden

Setting the room at the right temperature
that which will inhibit the growth
of primordial ambient cells
to this overture.
A breath of air and melody,
an explosion of colors.
Trees - green and alive
swaying in the dew of morning.

Empty Glass

Don't you hate it when you're given incomplete change?
Especially if it isn't the first time it happened.
And yes change can take many forms!
You are whisked from your cluttered desk
into being a good samaritan to help others in need
you pour in the juice into their empty glasses
and you don't get a cent for the trouble!
Not even a compliment for the freshly squeezed apples.
What trouble will befall them one day?
Oh I can lose count...
but it's not my fingers that'll do the counting.
Though I can paint a perfect picture in my head:
One day they'll get really sick
and they'll come crying for the pain
approach the receiving desk
with no attendant
no glass
no apples.