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Showing posts with label Morning. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morning. Show all posts

Monday, October 5, 2020

Observation - October 5th, 2020, Monday

 

The air is warm this morning

Unseasonably warm for October

My windows are open

And Kitty is talking about rabbits

In the quiet morning

Beneath the cool blue sky

The sun still below the horizon

As Venus fades quickly in the light




Tuesday, May 5, 2020

Observation - May 5th, 2020, Tuesday


It is a bright morning

There is a plane flying overhead, though the city is quiet

There is a robin chirping in the tree outside my window

My lady is working at loom, weaving on a hoop

Kitty is begging for butter

Seventy thousand Americans will have died

From complications due to COVID-19

By the end of today

The news is increasingly grim

There are politicians telling us to prepare

Be ready to lose more

Americans must be ready to sacrifice

Like they did in World War II

This time we march into the jaws of a faceless beast

To feed an economy, that is hungry for our lives

As valuable as kibble, scattered on the floor

Thursday, July 4, 2019

Observation - July 4th, 2019, Thursday


It is cool in the morning, and sunny

People walking by the lakeside, dogs alongside them

The air is still

The face of the water is smooth and glassy

Millfoil breaking the surface near the fishing dock, by the shore

Listen to the walleye jumping

The sound of running shoes thumping

It is slow on the street

Friday, January 4, 2019

Observation - January 4th, 2019, Friday


Observation


My lady tells me about her dreams

Playing string with Kitty, pouncing

The smell of coffee fills the house

In the dark morning, dressing, typing

I am listening, chatting with them

In the hour before sunrise


Wednesday, October 3, 2018

Observation - October 3rd, 2018, Wednesday


Observation

It is 3:45 am, there are lights flashing outside my window
They are cherry and berry blue, spinning fast on the bar
Of an ambulance and a firetruck, chirping in the night
Small bursts of noise blurting from their sirens

It is a normal morning on Bryant, across from the home
Kitty jumps down from the window where she had been
Perched on the lookout for creatures moving of the night
The rabbits and fox, and the bushy raccoon

Thursday, May 3, 2018

Observation - May 3rd, 2018, Thursday


Observation

Spring came and it is warm in the house
The hum of the fan mutes the sound of the TV
Of traffic, of Kitty purring, of my lady sleeping
Breathing, in the early morning, minutes from rising

The dark is just beginning to break outside the window
The faintest blue line is stretching across the horizon
Tree bud are popping, the Earth is respiring
Beneath a soft blanket of dew


Sunday, July 2, 2017

Observation - July 2nd, 2017, Sunday

Observation

The light is soft in the morning.

The house is quiet…the city is quiet.

People have left town for the holiday that is coming.

It is Sunday morning, and there is parking available on the street in front of my house.

The birds are talking to each other.

My lady is still asleep behind the closed door of the bedroom.

Kitty is in the big window watching the wind blow through wisteria.

The smell of gunpowder still lingers in the air,

            The residue of 2:00 am revelry.

Friday, June 2, 2017

Observation - June 2nd, 2017, Friday

The morning sun is streaming in through my kitchen window

Reflecting off a stack of boxes against my book case

The morning sun is bright, and flashing

The day promises to be sunny hot

There is a for sign in the yard next to the sidewalk

It says for sale

I anticipate the footfall of strangers

Walking through my domicile

There are transition coming, I can see them

My cat is sleeping blissfully

Unaware


Thursday, September 1, 2016

Observation - September 1st, 2016, Thursday

Observation

The air is cool in the morning; now.

I hear the thrum and hum of crickets outside my kitchen window.

Crickets strumming in the dark; in the dewy grass there are rabbits.

The Angel's Trumpet is blooming in the boulevard.

Tuesday, March 1, 2016

March 1st, 2016, Tuesday - Observation

Observation

The snow is mostly gone.

The sky was lighting at six in the morning; when I left for work.

There was a fresh dust of white on the ground, that disappeared in the first few hours of morning.

The green is coming to my lawn, pushing past the pale yellow blades, the gray and brown remnants of leaves, the twigs fallen from the apple tree.

My cat followed the white tail of rabbit with her eyes; as she rested on the couch, by the window bay, lucid, and dreaming of the hunt.

It is election day in Minnesota, caucus day, and there is a pensive energy in the air.

I am for Hillary, but I think most of my town is for Bernie.

I think Minnesota will go hard left as well.


My cat does not care, she wants to share my chicken.