Got thee at ‘bout four-thirty
While clouds are gray & rainy –

Oh how I missed my real plan
TED Orientation was gone
Flower there must be better
Event’s worth to remember
It was because of nonsense
Momentum near decadence

This time I was in hurry
So I must be not sorry
Slip not oh flower of June
Despite bad weather, there’s boon
And oh I can’t imagine
There’s something red & glowin’

While alone in Amang Hall
A little drizzle, befall
Sitting in front computer
Door’s open, saw I flower

Went out for awhile to get
Red santan bundle that’s wet.

-06/30/2011
(Dumarao)
*Ode to the 7 Flowers of 2011