Everyone is sleeping.
Stone-ridge landscaper creator of linear patterns that dewdrops glisten to lead the sun to the front door.
The light seeps in thru the parted shades
and gently wakes me as I yawn.
At night the light fades.
and everything else goes and is gone.
The thunder echos and the rain pours down.
Lightning just took the tree to the ground.
For awhile the storm hangs around.
Now it is gone and there’s water on the ground.
The water glistens on the rows
as the sun rolls down and greets the house.
Not a soul notices.
Not even a mouse.
(2014)
morning light EVERYONE is sleeping like the steeple and the baby lambs as they curl up and nestle in to the sounds of the hot summer.
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