My sleek black cat stretches forward
views rain-soaked world through open window
sits quietly as early morning rain dribbles
soft metallic tunes on rainspouts
listens to chipmunks chattering
in rock pile of spare Japanese garden.
I listen to cars splashing down flooded road
crows calling from beyond the dense woods
deep olive-green dimness of tangled
swagging bittersweet vines
careening from highest maple trees
Rain alters my gardening schedules
tulip, crocus, and daffodil bulbs
remain unnoticed, dry and safe
after swift flight from Holland
the promise of a colorful spring garden
remains intact
resting in cardboard shipping box.
Autumnal days grow cooler
but soil remains warm
plants now focus their energy
on root development
preparing for their Spring performance.
Patience is a virtue for cats, gardeners and plants.
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Lynda McKinney Lambert
Ellwood City, PA
riverwoman@zoominternet.net
Note:
I wrote this poem today, 16 October 2021.
Copyright 2021. Lynda McKinney Lambert. All rights reserved.
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