Unnecessaries

Unnecessaries

Increasingly I’m noticing the world’s

Unnecessaries.
                        Different colored birds,

A pine, a willow, and an oak, a squirrel

Touting a bushy tail, or a yellow flower

Beside a rose –
                         A world requiring words

Like adjectives and adverbs to name and shower

It all with descriptives describing the differences.

If we had only pines and roses and crows,

A single type of bird and flower and tree,

Or if day were switched to night without the show

Of sunset sinking down beneath the hills,

We’d still survive.
                             But Artist’s desire beauty,

And all the colors, shapes, and sizes fill

The unnecessary role of satisfying the senses.