Mostly imagery and thought. I figured it was about time for a combination of like-minded poems.
The passing of a bumblebee
just now hovering over me
slightly above my right ear
just for a second,
grass scratching his belly
an aspen above me quivers, releasing a handful of white fuzzy tips
squished cottonballs in the wind, deflating down to earth
the bottom branches are now bright yellow
soon the sun will hardly be able to shine down into my chair,
a few more weeks,
broad yellow-green leaves
The only thing that stops me from reading is the birds
treetop warblers rule the air with their deep low songs
ravens rest, hiding from the afternoon sun bake
my spotted lab hides under the porch,
head perched out, brown-white droopy face
hanging on to the last few moments of consciousness
all animals reign in these cloudless hours
when the back of your neck cracks with heat
fly rest on my leg, constantly in motion
spasm my leg muscles and gone for a second,
now won't leave me alone
every moment is a lesson if you care to be awake
deep dog barks across town, mine still asleep
robins start in with small, scared chirps
the chipmunks continue for a minute or two
All this is truly silence.
Elderly man returns to his house next door
in and out of his car
trying to find the noisiest way to pass his day
as if to forget true sound
my dog barks at his arrival
low long bark
standing ground at the edge of the fence
soon back asleep under the porch
do dogs tell the difference when they're asleep and awake
and for that sake,
Car honks in the distance,
that bumblebee is probably a mile away.
The universe starts with your eye
just having a shadow is alright
dog comes out, broad grin,
lays in the sun under the aspens
fly stops, pauses, he pays no mind.
Maybe he's had the right idea all along.
And still all is silence.