Willy Wagtail with his scolding little screech
takes an early splash in the birdbath:
a silver haired couple passes by;
word fragments float up through my window:
a blue pen leaves tracks
across an empty page:
w h a t i s t h i s w i l d w i d e a w a k e n e s s?
2 thoughts on “what is this wild wideawakeness?”
Gladness dear Darla!