Treat Day

Like the whole world
wrapped in glossed
orange and
deep grooving
gold...
and fused in
togetherness wedges
is a pumpkin present.
I wish you
a patch
and two and three
and more...
of ever mendable
patches
to cover
to cure
the dun
the dolor
lands.
Like the sun's
invitation
to Aurora
every day.
Like a vast
carpet of
remember
the next day
to moorish aim.
Like a pod
of everything
alive
in the plenty
of seed
and the
invention of a
pulpy cook up.
I wish you a traveller
with the fire of Brumby Jack
in the lantern
heart-
the high water
of home.