Out the Window

OUT THE WINDOW October 1st – There’s a tall tree down the block has gone all red at top in this green, early autumn It’s quite an unusual year, With more rain than summer’s want to yield There’s been no mid-July burning of lawns, And the trees, bushes, ground cover gone wild The whole has tried to produce an out-of-door pinch, And I often stand looking out a window, Absently inhaling the chlorophyll Houses on either side are vacant – the economy to blame – nor cat, nor dog reside, But I image some ghostly pair seated on the steps, pets at their side I put all this down as a, sort of, flowing jet companion to solitude, And I – prisoner of the mind – watch black words take form, Knowing there’s a whole, beautiful world with nature’s abundant warmth out there Just waiting to be joined by needful company Dave Austin