05-01-2017, 02:05 AM
#30
shadows ~ silence ~ snow
silence on snow
shadows in silence
snow in the shadows–
We are about there.
I expect to remember this–
I have a plan to remember.
In the house, the stove still clicks away.
Water runs cold in the sink.
Cats paw open a new bag of food.
I pull the driver’s door shut.
On the truck’s roof above
in shadows of snowy silence
my coffee cup cools to the air,
melts a circle in the incipient frost.
I see birds pecking each other
on the snow white ledge above
the shadows of the open porch.
They stop and look at me in silence.
They know. It’s NaPo, and he’s off
to deliver poem #30, which flutters
in the breeze, next to the coffee cup.
shadows ~ silence ~ snow
silence on snow
shadows in silence
snow in the shadows–
We are about there.
I expect to remember this–
I have a plan to remember.
In the house, the stove still clicks away.
Water runs cold in the sink.
Cats paw open a new bag of food.
I pull the driver’s door shut.
On the truck’s roof above
in shadows of snowy silence
my coffee cup cools to the air,
melts a circle in the incipient frost.
I see birds pecking each other
on the snow white ledge above
the shadows of the open porch.
They stop and look at me in silence.
They know. It’s NaPo, and he’s off
to deliver poem #30, which flutters
in the breeze, next to the coffee cup.