the lush landscape of ordinary

Just now, beyond my garden, is a wall of trees, still hanging on
to fresh spring green, a swath called verdant.

It’s so humid I can literally see the air hanging between me
and those trees, I can feel it on the floor as I walk
to the kitchen in summer’s bare feet.

A heron flies high in the sky towards the swamp, and I wonder
if there are fish there again for him to eat,
after the drought a few years ago that killed them all.

Hummingbirds visit the feeder attached to my studio window,
always announcing their arrival with the
loud buzzing of impossible bee-wings.

Rain gathers in the sky again, a drum beat
pounding its way to a storm.

I sit here and I listen and I watch.

I feel my feet taking root in this emerald city that
surrounds me, and when I get up to go inside,

I tread lightly.





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  • honeylazar June 25, 2014 at 9:37 am

    treading lightly has just the right timbre

  • Kathryn Dyche Dechairo June 25, 2014 at 11:14 am

    You paint such a beautiful image. I love seeing herons fly overhead, they have such a distinct shape. We’ve been having a lot of storms here. Hoping they subside.

  • d smith kaich jones June 26, 2014 at 9:49 am

    i love it when it seems we live in the same place, all those miles between us notwithstanding. (i hope there were fish.)

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