Goldfinch balanced on the sunflower’s head
Flies off swaying the plant just like the wind.
The sun comes up the trees and lies down in
The field where a red hawk begins to spread
Its great slow wings breaking from the branch. Cloud
Like Magritte’s so real I feel it’s a round
Cotton above my head to swab a wound
If one occurs. Near the barn I’ve allowed
Cachito to examine groundhog holes.
Hey, Cachito, ground hogs are really fat
But they can fight. Watch out! Ah, but a cat’s
A cat and lives like that. I think we all
Do things that get a lot better and change
Yet like the cat stay pretty much the same.


  1. Posted 24 Aug ’12 at 5:27 pm | Permalink

    i wld buy the cat one- i think u have talent-

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