"Walking, I vanish into light."
~ Jack Foley, "Kore"
Skies split and spatter.
Housebound captives fret until
storm clouds disperse, reveal radiance.
I emerge, hike among bruised eucalyptus,
shoes powdered with yellow pollen
from battered acacia.
Later, I tug dandelions from sodden mulch,
tidy overgrown flower beds,
dead-head daffodils, pluck calla lilies.
Sunbeams illuminate poppies,
blue and white lupine spires,
chiaroscuro stripes of covenant rainbow.