A bulb garden planted by the author. Photo by author

This Soft Table

Just words going round and round: freestyle

This grass whispers, that flower sings

This soft table

That wobbly door

This shaky ceiling

That watery floor

This rubbery tree

That silent frog

This grass whispers

That flower sings

This bank blisters

That concrete rings

This gate shudders

That brook belts

This clock beats

That car skips

This chair melts

That carpet climbs

This shop dances

That house rhymes

Strange times

This was automatic writing. If you are unfamiliar with it, you just sit and write what comes without censoring a word. What came was too obvious so I thought hard and came up with some awkward, but creative juxtapositions.