They stand
saluting Helios
In bright blue noon
Calling buzzing bees
To gifts of dusty pollen
Concealing nascent seeds.
Translucent florets sun gold
Splashed with russet
Paint bucolic landscapes
In a suburban plot.
She heard
Two honey-eaters
Scream, fighting
For their lives
While two young cats
Curiously watched.
Marousia 