Small Stones 5-9

Noble live oak,

winter green and full,

acorns have fallen

to its base,

adorning the shadow quilt

of speckled light,

on saplings

wee and delicate.

Fox tail ferns
living a carefree life
in a front porch pot
with fronds extending
to welcome me home

Small mesquite residents,

sing their melodious birdsongs

teakettle teakettle teakettle

and

cheery cheery cheery

good morning reminders

Rain and thunder

interrupt my repose.

I gaze through my window

smiling at the

wet round drops

 collected in square holes

of the window screen.

Palm trees stand upright

 where the earth and sky meet

and create silhouettes

against a Prussian blue

almost night