untitled poem by Bob MacKenzie Flowers like beanstalks jack up the blue Colourful paintpots lining their tops Silver round globelets falling to you Raindrops silver flowertop treasures. Day again breaks with colours splashing Shower bathing first thing in the day Thunder rumble gnashing giant teeth; Who would not give beans for such a day? published: Fellowship in Prayer Volume XXIII, Number 5, October 1972 |