A June Afternoon, Staring at the Sky

Birds I do not know the name of.

Small collections of cotton from the aptly named cotton wood tree.

A robin flying from the neighbors roof to a tree in the yard.

Deep blue azure background to the expanding and contracting white clouds.

A Delta airplane, and then another I did not recognize.

Swaying tree tops basking in the remaining sunlight.

The smell of BBQ wafting from across the road.

Voices heard from children I do not see.

Closed eyes and deep breath.

Smooth chatter of leaves dancing.

A moment of solitude.



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  1. nice description. I Iike these lines for the poem a lot, ‘Birds I do not know the name of.
    Smooth chatter of leaves dancing.’ Thank you for the poem:)

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