Goldenrod
︎︎︎ P.S. Bardo
︎ Dec 31, 2025
I never sneezed at goldenrod
Runaway, springtime
shouting for God
I was a child swift on bare feet
Some girls giggle in lush green groves
trampling on pixie wings
I've always felt old
rolling my ankles over pioneer scrolls
Condor silent to the asp
how they swirled in granite, meekly
All the stars came out to keep me
sheltered from the dogs in black
I never sneezed at goldenrod
glowing iron fingertips
mirthful and odd
Have you ever met a rain god?
Some girls sing in astonished trances
bird bones like whistles
I never liked dances
they pulled the isotopes from my hair
Thunder rolled where fossils wept
etched in limestone caves, dreaming
Chaparral clad this wild daughter's scheming
from the ire of heartsick plutonian suns
Runaway, springtime
shouting for God
I was a child swift on bare feet
Some girls giggle in lush green groves
trampling on pixie wings
I've always felt old
rolling my ankles over pioneer scrolls
Condor silent to the asp
how they swirled in granite, meekly
All the stars came out to keep me
sheltered from the dogs in black
I never sneezed at goldenrod
glowing iron fingertips
mirthful and odd
Have you ever met a rain god?
Some girls sing in astonished trances
bird bones like whistles
I never liked dances
they pulled the isotopes from my hair
Thunder rolled where fossils wept
etched in limestone caves, dreaming
Chaparral clad this wild daughter's scheming
from the ire of heartsick plutonian suns
P.S. Bardo is a California girl.