quiet forevers – April 26


I sit in a pastel red

garden chair, breathing,

watching, feeling

the spring air,

chirrup, chirrup

surround from the

pond and quick

shock of screech

from a pheasant


a bird moves ever so

imperceptibly, and dog’s

large head rises and

stares, much as I do,

in simple experience.


we stare for quiet

forevers, then rise

to a hush.


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