Year
for Geneva without whom not
Mother's 92 year old
feet be-socked by damn,
swollen legs, ankles.
She's watching a
fat female cardinal
bathe in a bird bath
just outside her
window,
bright plastic roses,
one each, in the middle
of each glass pane, the
room dark, the outside
brilliant,
late afternoon sun
reflecting in the small
round frames of her
eye glasses
tilts her head back
a faint smile
shuts her eyes then
immediately
in the zone
time passes
suddenly
eyes open clear,
focused,
looks at
me who has
been watching
back and
forth
from the
cardinal to
her poised so
in stillness
itself
says to me:
It's all sky from here on in
Bless, shake the mortal coil
The only work for me now is praise
Dazed
I can only nod which
of course
frightens the bird away
the surface of the bird bath
nothing but
sky I'll never forget.
*
*
*
[photo by C.K. Greer]
Mother's 92 year old
feet be-socked by damn,
swollen legs, ankles.
She's watching a
fat female cardinal
bathe in a bird bath
just outside her
window,
bright plastic roses,
one each, in the middle
of each glass pane, the
room dark, the outside
brilliant,
late afternoon sun
reflecting in the small
round frames of her
eye glasses
tilts her head back
a faint smile
shuts her eyes then
immediately
in the zone
time passes
suddenly
eyes open clear,
focused,
looks at
me who has
been watching
back and
forth
from the
cardinal to
her poised so
in stillness
itself
says to me:
It's all sky from here on in
Bless, shake the mortal coil
The only work for me now is praise
Dazed
I can only nod which
of course
frightens the bird away
the surface of the bird bath
nothing but
sky I'll never forget.
*
*
*
[photo by C.K. Greer]
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