Excuse Me

nature, Personal Reflection 1 Minute
“Sky above Clouds by Georgia O’Keaffe”
imagine if lily pads were white
the polka dot of ponds
& frogs glare-blind, still blinking

that’s what I see
on a wandered Sunday
when yellow is the primary fruit

seven cockatoos splay a bush &
like big white magnolia flowers
they oblige the afternoon with glowing

& above the tower’s pulpit 
those fine flat-bottomed 
clouds suctioned to nothing

doubling down on happiness
while the currawongs sing
“excuse me!” to the sky

Published by abigfatcanofworms

We all walk in the dark. But if we hold hands, perhaps the dark won't be as scary.

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