THE TREATY

When people discuss their family letters,

I’m left out of this tiresome equation,

which threatens to leave me sadly lonesome.

I’ve come from folks, who think they’re my betters,

since I did not adhere to their suasion,

but instead sought out Nature’s atonement –

To fly, a bird, escaping Earth’s fetters;

A cat listens to ALL, on occasion.

An agitated Rabbit pounds Earth’s drum…

To those who doubt, I say, “WELL EXCUSE ME”

TO BEGIN THE DAY

The air at Dawn is a good recipe.

Breathing in and out I seek clarity.

Sunlight shifts through the woods, funhouse mirrors.

When I walk among the trees I’m nearer

Chit-chat Barn Swallows, Avian Gossips;

when they stream overhead their talk blossoms.

A Red-Tailed Hawk soared between pine “summits.”

Soon after, a second Hawk followed.  “COMING!”

Slick ice on the road facilitates whit.

A ripped-up mailbox lays aside it.