I hear birdsong from the front yard
and rain sounds from the back
the quiet whir of the ceiling fan above
with a napping dog on the floor
the silver keys are tapping
beneath my flying fingertips
I’m still in pajamas
even though it’s well past lunch
ah, yes, my favorite kind of day
breathe in
breathe out
just drinking in
the sounds of a quiet house
for the children
are with their Papa
yesterday was for lightweight cotton
plastic sandals too
today it’s fleece and boots of leather
‘cause I’m a gal who knows how to rock the world of pajama fashion
in my own backyard
under the maple tree
the biggest tree in my backyard
sittin’ here on a Sunday mornin’
just me and my big Blue dog
we’ve been up since five
goin’ in and out of the house
and ‘round the block
on a pajama clad walk
coffee’s long gone
tryin’ to kept him quiet
while the rest of my family sleeps
even that cat
so here I sit
under the maple tree
in a quiet backyard
except for bird sound
and an occasional woof
shhhhh
people are sleeping
their windows are open
yet here we sit
two awake beings
under the maple tree
on a Sunday morn
time to go in
again
wearing sandals
toe nails painted blue
greenest of grass
dog named Blue
guarding yard
from robin invasion
Friday afternoon
Spring break has begun
gray clouds gather
a few raindrops fall
there is a storm rolling in
blackbirds chirping
flocking in treetops
warning the dog and woman
in the yard below
maple tree flowering
redbud budding
burr oak tree barely leafing
old nest from last season
still resting in high up branches
breeze is cooler
blowing faster
chimes chime louder
there is a storm rolling in
it’s going to cut loose
soon
standing in the kitchen
sunshine on my face
listening to the sounds of quiet
hum of the fridge
tick of the clock
tap of my fingers on the keys
motors filter in
from outside
children at school
husband at work
4am dog taking a morning nap
upstairs cat is just that
out of sight and earshot
time to think
space to do
in quiet if I so choose
it must be Monday morning
thank goodness
Turquoise Tangles 