Light feet at dawn
inspect Iris and Aloe Vera
to crack shells on the rock
border between gravel and lawn.
She curtsies like a ballerina
in a low, feathered quivering,
teasing, anticipating
the dance in a garden arena.
CHORUS:
Beyond the reach of Covid-19,
the divisiveness and hate—
beyond the crazed confusion
the fools among us imitate.
Birds multiplying here to a dozen
as watchdogs for the unwanted,
the rattlesnakes and snails,
beyond the reach of poison.
CHORUS:
Beyond the reach of Covid-19,
the divisiveness and hate—
beyond the crazed confusion
the fools among us imitate.
Hey JohnD I was talking to JohnG
the other day and we think you’re
the 7th Grandfather of Poets.
Thank you!
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