Circle of trust

Like other manifestations

close to home,

we can count on

the trumpet vine's repeat showing-up

(ah, just showing-up

= 99% of any effort)

Like the door after door

after door after door

pounding of my college son's

door-by [ad infinitum] - door

10 hours per day, 6 days per week

educational book-selling

summer job

pushing on

just showing up

on people's porches

with a smile

The pervasive

insistent

unrelenting

happy

trumpet vines.

The annual buds of this year

two thousand and eight

have begun to form.

The close-up shows them

next to some of last year's blossoms

turned to seed pods.

Banked money.

There may be some poetry in that

but again, we don't see it.

We're typists.........

pound, pound, pound