The Death of the ElephantThe elephant's back legs waggled
as her front legs scrabbled
and her trunk groped
but ultimately she fell
off the counter-top.
DinnerVoila! I have made rainbow spaghetti!
A noodle for every bend.
You see there
Red Orange Yellow Green Blue Indigo and Violet.
The ones you don't see are infra-red and ultra-violet.
It was time to count the petalsThe tulips stooped,
old women bent in half by arthritis.
Once-bright petals crinkled and brown,
proud stems hollow and folded.
Rings of white above the dingy water
counted off the last hot days of summer.
She had glanced at them
on our anniversary,
before displaying them in a vase
on a shelf
in the library.
I spent the next two weeks watching them die.