Epigram ‘n Aphorism Samwiches

Summer Arrival

One by one, sashes thrown up. creatures come down.
the world just continues spinning on,
doesn’t notice ignorant interest
sitting in frames.

Noise of a busied world was such a nuisance,
so long sealed out, haze-windows tight.
we didn't notice disinterest grow
in stale rooms sitting.

Winter cushioned mechanized groans, abusive cold
of a world still spinning ever on, in our dying.
So, Summer arrives through screens, hints
hope of something green.

We’re natural, just lazing about these wood boxes,
wait for white, taking each to dirt promise.
Unnatural not to revel Summer renewal,
as furry beasts lodged like survival.


5.11.22
6.9.22 re(in)visioned

Winter Thru Fall

Oh, would you look at that!
Spring is arriving and leaving and Summer nearing
and we can throw open these windows to admire the felines laying in those boxes,
inhaling scents and sounds and scenes we just accept are there
day and night, winter thru fall, and not give a rip about it all.