Day 191

July 10, 2022

Thank you Paul for all your work

2 Vultures Circle

Sparrows and young crow sound off.

Robin is silent, home to sleep.

 

Orange day lilies poke out of

green beds of leaves and growth.

 

The hum of the highway

lulls me further towards rest.

 

Sunday noontime in July

Muscles let go of old winter tension.

 

I am consoled, I am content,

soaking in the sun’s healing rays.

Taco and Poetry is a new Human Error Publishing event.  It was 82 degrees and quite pleasant in the shade.  Amie and I both read, enjoyed the sun and the great company.  It was a perfect Sunday afternoon.

Came back here and had a sweet dinner.  Lovely day.