Saturday morning at the lake

No cliffs in West Tennessee.No white sand beaches with conch or coral,but we had this at 9 a.m.A vulture landed within 2 feet of the dog,aloof and self composeddark feathered and hook-beaked.Pippa watched the bird,then looked back at menot at all aloof or self composed,but white furred and broad snouted.Apparently inspired by a heron overhead,the […]

Mockingbird Etude

The mockingbird singsevery morningand afternoonand evening The light pole where he sitsthe pinnacle of our streetand the closest pointto heaven or at leastthe cloudsthe upper atmosphere Melodramatic?SureRepetitive?Yep But his skills are first chairevery instrimenta winged symphonyof April surrender inspired by Blackbird Etude by A.E. Stallings

Do they sleep?

Oak leaves curled against sub-zero tempsFlat, wet maple leaves waiting for MorpheusGod of dreamsTo bring a greener, drier reverieDo they sleep through the cold monthsHuddled and brittleIn the corners of fence linesDips in the landscapeAccepting their part In the play is complete?