Day 124

May 4, 2022

Thomas Overman was born May 4, 1914

Comfort

The rain slows down, dripping like gravel

upon the metal roof of my safety perch.

 

Swallows swarm the pond’s brown edges

red winged black birds fly back and forth.

 

Two phoebes stand up tall on cattail,

single honk of Canada Goose echoes loud.

 

What brings me comfort in this water

landscape? What soothes me amidst this soft palette?

 

Consistent, predictable movement

arising in moss green and brown fauna again.

 

I sat in the rain for an hour today.  I found it quite comforting, which is what I needed most.  Then sushi with T.