The motorized humming of cicada
Ushered in the close of another day
As the blue bottle tree readied to release its phantasmagoria of dreams into the rain freshened air
Sneaking in through open windows
To be recaptured in the synapses of hypnagogic souls
While they sleep.
Handcrafted poetry by John M. Hines, September, 2016
We received a bottle tree as a gift this month. It started doing its work immediately.