The Wandering Rustic Path (mod1 )

[alfredo]

strawberry plants over hang
caulked ‘n coopered
oaken casks sliced in half
to stand upon dished clay
vainly awaiting a slop
of the bricklayer’s trowel

at the weathered bench
under numerous suns,
the occasional palings
leave behind their nails,
where we sit
beneath our feet
lie rosy red and biscuit
coloured bricks
in 1,1,2 proportion
interlocking L’s
laid nonchalantly ,
each pair alongside
the other – nested;
a wandering rustic path

ivory flowers sickly scented,
rise each side and across the top
- a generous portico;
honey suckled,
too thick to penetrate

pepper tree branches
lower and lift
these perfumes
to where we sit

Dished = 2 syllables