I must have resembled
a large and shaggy hibiscus
in my red bandanna worn in that
vacuuming the rug, doing the dishes
type of way.
And my blond hippie-hair
must have been stamens and pistils
glinting with pollen and nectar
when viewed from afar.
Had I known I would have remained
quite still, moving only my ladybug eyes
to see where the hummingbird
might have chosen
to sample my honey.
(from Medicine, Foothills Publishing, 2017. First published by Peeking Cat Poetry, 2016)