The Vine-Covered Trellis
From school each noon swiftly
To the daily knelt devotion
Until newsprint images of amber
Vessels led sorrow's morning
Dew into a quiet rapture.
(...from a passing car swiftly,
some thug flung an empty jug
not to be retrieved unbroken
from where this roadside view
beheld the splendor of four roses...)
Bouquets I kept in safe enclosure
To jade each afternoon at school.
My escape-hatch of daydreams
Led thru the cherished passageway
Into a garden of rare intoxication.
Stealth made our way to heed
Seclusion's descent in scent as
An inhaled hint of drunken alcohol.
The crass blindly pass such jewels as these...
Some treasures only the profound seize.