October Day in Kansas

my legs welcome the warmth of the Kansas sun bird with a screech makes weird noises sweat bee hovers close to my left ear I swat at it with my notebook clouds are moving tremendously slowly an asymmetrical opening shows light blue sky this peephole is surrounded by brilliant white have clouds always been this pristinely graceful? dog brings up empty water bottle to porch he loves the crackling sound against his teeth another dog in the distance takes his attention for a second clouds move a bit faster, I watch, amazed a wood chopper, car engine and loose shutter sound in the distance barely perceptible noises, yet I hear them clearly; I have dog ears small tweeting noise brings my attention to my elm tree the bee is back, teasing interested dog who tries to catch him October day, red and orange leaves, lovely heavenly clouds waving limb with three tiny leaves, scratches against porch clouds have formed another portal to heaven I would be more interested if I was not already there.