Past Repast Reflections Or Sitramble Solitude
looking up into an after breakfast blue morning sky
at a rapidly fading wind brushed skeletal sailfish
floating as high as I'd like to be
Half cup of cooling coffee beside me on the patio table
Beside the freshly opened green stained pool
That robot Guido is pulse eagerly cleaning in
One trapped corner. While rebelliously ignoring
The greenest section of the shallow end.
Such fixated repetitive robotic persistence once conquered the known world
Hence the name Guido.
The sun beats heat into my seated back
As all the colours of early summer
Stubbornly resist their urges to pastel
Flowers have waited through many cold wet days
To colour this morning in brightness
Even Breeze pauses in rapt admiration
This still life masterpiece is broken by the sound
of filtered falling water and of course the songs of birds
I drain my late beloved mother in law's favorite cup, now mine,
And reluctantly leave these momentous reflections
Copyright © Donald Meikle | Year Posted 2007
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