picasso birds

mother-of-pearl
clouds sweep across
a sanguine sky
picasso birds fly
haphazardly
green blossoms budge
bloom
dogs bark at the trees
sneeze at the breeze
and play with the laundry hanging
red yellow and blue
i sip my chamomile
tea
in my old-lady rocker
wishing for more
of these
lemon-custard days