“BILLY GOAT GRUFF’ STROKES HIS BEARD/imaginary gardens with real toads


“Billy Goat Gruff” strokes his beard
He looks on
Without comment
Glad to be in the sunshine
Out from under the bridge

He listens for the song
In the wind
Knows it is your song
Understands all its meanings

He climbs the highest hill
He looks for you
Without knowing
You have gone away

Each of us could go at any minute
Without waiting for the bell to ring
Rush outside
Wave to the clouds

Throw two small bones
Put them back into my pocket
Hop the appropriate number
Of squares
It is your turn

Scoop the jacks
Life is a game
Eternal playing
No end in sight
And suddenly it is over

It can come as a surprise
Minding your own business
Pour the tea in the teacup
Pass the biscuits, please

June 9, 2018