Jardim  ( A Villanelle )

By my garden gate’s first-light yawn    
reveals entry to the Jardim*
awaiting patiently each dawn    
   
Blue daisy and black-eyed Susan    
misty flowers can scarce be seen    
by my garden gate’s first-light yawn    
   
Rows of pots and trellised arbor    
flora buds in need of weeding    
awaiting patiently each dawn  
   
Calla lilies, peony rose,    
buttercups and hearts a bleeding    
by my garden gate’s first-light yawn    
   
What have I reaped but what was sown;    
beauty emerged from seedlings      
awaiting patiently each dawn  
   
Every evening I dream and long    
for daily blooms and birds' sing-song   
by my garden gate’s first-light yawn  
awaiting patiently each dawn  
~    
   
Josh  
Josh is the King of Form and constantly amazes me with the precision he executes them with.  I have come to love his emergent leadership from a mature perspective, and admire him as an integral member of the Deep Side.    
   
https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Josh/