Jan 29

Look
12 Robins
Working the mud of the creek

There too
One bathing
20 degrees what a freak

Astride the Earth

there, glimpsed, at creek-side
a blue and white orchid
flowers

bringing me to

brown water
white noise
green light

a photosynthesis

come child,
sit on this rock
put your innocent young feet
in this cool trout water
and nibble on grace

now is that time
to linger
to lean
to touch

to master this flowering music
and sit in the grace
of your light

above the bending channel
two Kingfishers race
like Formula 1 velociraptors
on the circuit de Rock Creek

like me
the Mallards hear them coming
then going

unlike me
they’re unmoved