Tuesday, June 18, 2013

The Work of Being on Holiday

I let the rain be an excuse
to watch young deer nibble
on garden flower heads,
smiling at black squirrels
hugging a pair of bird feeders
as yellow finches stared impatiently

I skipped from under umbrella elms,
seeing tea steep at memories
read pages that lay randomly
and painted words from inside

It was fun fending off being a weekender,
sailing hellos to passing locals
shrugging off their creases of why
because I can I do and I did

Caring not about it all, them all, at all,
I turn down and keep the switch off
make not the effort of blowing feathers
at being's imperfections perfectly being.


  1. Yes, keep the switch off and just be...

  2. Loved the first two verses a lot. They really painted a picture in my mind. Altogether a nice piece. Thanks for sharing!

  3. Perfect capture of a holiday...I enjoyed this :) ~jackie~