I see the little birds
dance and frolic with delight
on top of the red brick fountain
they’re wetting they’re colorful plumes,
they’re chirping playful songs
because food and friends are plenty.
but I know
that Spring is short
and Summer skies fly fast
therefore Autumn is very near.
it will drown out the birds
and their vivid foliage
in more ways than one
the trees will explode with fiery colors
and Frost will cause food to become scarce.
but if they know
what I know
they just don’t seem to care
and I can’t find a way to blame them.
because courtship days are here
and they’re living in the present
I wish I had no fear
Midlife (Cut-Throat) Crisis
(I, eye, i)
I was running across a bridge
and eye saw goldfish shimmering thru the murky water beneath me;
made me almost want to stop to think,
‘what am i running from?’
I saw a blue heron the other day,
eye watched as it snatched a goldfish out of that pond;
reminded me what it is that i’m running from
I feel sorry for the ducks that live in the city.
they can’t find any water except:
the beer bottle infested
at the end
of the street.
they aimlessly wander, picking at:
she quacks at those who walk by.
he keeps close to her side.
i envy Them:
at least They have each other.