There must have been some animals
two or three work horses with
thick tails swatting barnyard flies
some white or brown chickens,
maybe a cat sunning in a porch
a guard dog leaning against the steps
but I don’t recall
the clucking of hens and scratching
of long wrinkled claws on hay
nor the neighing behind broken fence
horse hoofs sunk in garden plot
I do […]
Filed under: Debbie Okun Hill by akublik Date 6 August, 2009
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There is a time, a change in rhythm
almost poetic, a clock ticking
deep within his body, circadian
a movement between dark and light
a time to dream beneath quilt cover
a time to open his eyes
a time to sit on rocks
soak up sun stains on beach lined resort
fill vacation hourglass with sand
slow trickle of crystal granules
slipping through water, riding […]
Filed under: Debbie Okun Hill by akublik Date 16 July, 2009
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