a flotilla of Canada geese
specks of white & black
quiet, unruffled pond waters

a flotilla of Canada geese
specks of white & black
quiet, unruffled pond waters
garnet skies
evening’s embrace
daylight, richly spent
election day in America—
hopefully
not our last
popcorn fires
on all cylinders
old maids bouncing
off the walls
clay pots tumble
wind out of the northwest
blizzard warning
expansive sky
sun-dappled waters
the heart is happy
disco chicken
strobe-light clucker
jive talkin’
just as I remember it—
spooky day,
windy, cold & wet
honey toast & juice
a light frost
blankets the fairways

morning light across the bay
sturdy roan harnessed for another day’s work
scent of taffy in the October air
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