Written for: April 2021 PAD - Day 14
"Write a "from where you're sitting" poem
Large animal, black and white
crawls along backyard fence
Possum? No, feral cat a'fright.
Red-headed bird flies in. Odd occurrence
to see him perch upon a rail.
Too soon he flies off, I feel his absence.
From my seat, variety of tails.
I fancy them meeting up
and marching on a trail.
I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.