Peace and Disquiet

a quiet afternoon mind unspooling a tranquil languor post prandial serenity lapping at sunny shores easing my way into the garden to dead-head roses to prune the over eager feeling well in a loosely-strung way my dog threads my legs wanting to tip me off balance but I am centered the minor antics of the too energetic only a buzzing distraction now the hound is barking and chasing a squirrel kicking up flustered clusters of sparrows doors slam neighbors yell there’s a ballyhoo I turn to exit the scene not even trying anymore