Friday, October 29, 2021

An Imaginary Land

an overcast sky clouds my judgement
everywhere...  rain falls to the ground
newly sewn grass seed enjoys the day
as do the trees and bushes... old and young;
the splattering of rain announced the day
and its on-going nature indicates a long 
one, making itself known in this valley...
brown green grass is now brightt green
bent over trees now stand taller
wet chairs on the deck cannot dry out
but provide comfort for those animals
who have managed to find dry ones;
a breezeless morning permits the fog to
collect and lay like blankets on the ground,
squirrels sit on the edge of branches
hesitating to collect nuts in the rain
even though it falls so intermittantly now;
rabbits sit in carved out ditches surveying the
land with which they have become familiar
ever since the cats got too old and fat to chase
them into the wooded areas that provided
more protection than in the open...  none
of the hummingbirds yesterday are here
today, leaving behind motionless feedeers
on which none of the larger birds can sit
and I sit and watch it all from inside the
safeety of my screened-in back porch
that stands like a lighthouse carefully
situated on my own imaginary land.


3  October 2021

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