Kaaa... Kaaa... Kaaa...
Areca... Aureeca... Areca...
sounds or phrases?
one knows not - just listen
to the morning, light through
the trees shine - cats prowl,
again, the sounds
warnings of flight fancies
Kaaa... Areca... Kaaa...
extended branches hanging over
weight of the leaves or what?
Areca... Areca... Kaaa...
forbideen interludes resound
in the backyard around the
wall of trees and bushes
with rotten, decaying trunks
amid a barbed wire fence
on which rodents sit patiently
waiting for their turn to play.
off to another distant tree
a few birds migrate
minimizing their annoyances,
blinding reflections, adjusting seats
the yard still home to all these
creatures - large and small,
accents on the sounds differ
before and after heard with
unsubstantiated clarity, I speak
while in the distance remain
focused on my observations.
September 10, 2025
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