shadows on the ground merge together
magnolia leaves, brown and whithered, lay
at the basses of their decade old masters
silence permeates the air with its innocence,
falsely accused rabbits move closer, hoping
to feast on what's left in our summer garden,
points-of-interest are viewed by interested
prey as they fly in circles above our heads;
we lay with our backs to the moist grass
staring at the faceless clouds strolling by,
inside the chicken-wire enclosure, cats
venture forth looking for the morning sun,
moments pass freely into secons that
quick march towards minutes that
eventually move into hours as the day
passes... as if it were it's last day on earth;
random barking alerts their owners of a disturbance
and attention is given momentarily to quiet
their anxieties... but once silence has been
disturbed, all creatures join the symphony...
as unwelcomed guests on a crowded bus;
patterns on the grass indicate where the
cutting took place as browns and pale greens
merge together in their search for a reluctant
end-of-the-summer rain shower to satisfy
their appetites until the returning spring...
the rising humidity forces the rest of us inside.
28 September 2021
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