Brown Caterpillar

Brown Caterpillar Seated on a wooden bench Enjoying the view overlooking Cherry Lane I look down and notice The undulating crawl Of a brown caterpillar Inching its way towards my feet It disappears underneath my bench I look up in time To catch sight of a hawk Sailing over tree tops in the distance The maple to my right Has a Northern Flicker visiting And red berried bushes (Don’t know the name) Down below, are harvested By Robins And is that a Kinglet? Damn, wish I had my binoculars! A peaceful blue sky day With the last of the crickets Gently chirping I remember the caterpillar And look under my bench Nope, not there Wonder where he is I glance to my left And there he is Resting on my shoulder Will his butterfly-ness Be realized So he can flit away Before the cold weather moves in? September 24, 2009