Walla Walla Onion Love

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Walla Walla Onion Love


how your sweetness


seasons soups and chilis


but I digress


let us speak of the farm boys and gals


who dance after work


in taverns or quiet kitchens at home


listening to the juke box or the radio.


I planted Onions once or twice


no where near Washington or Georgia (Vidalia)


no this was East Nashville.


There in my beds of many floral hues


I was graced with Onions rising and opening their


round lavender blooms along my chain link fence.


Now, I am in a room


looking at a wall hung with dragons, and tigers, and Faerie Alphabets, and meditating budda's


and a plate full of polar bears.


My screen gleams with words dancing past, as I remember it in fragments


like falling tears, and roaring laughter, and the sigh of the wind through the trees.


Walls keep people out like locked doors or hold mysteries inside


listen can you here the puppie barking beyond that wall there?


or see the balloons sailing towards the round white moon from beyond the other wall there.


Come sit with me inside these walls


and share a tiny story or three my Walla Walla Onion Love.

Created: Feb 20, 2014

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