Ducks Came Onto The Grass Today
It is divine. A day in June,
A paradise.
As here we sit and chat a bit
‘Bout that and this, this and that.
Paper plates of summer food.
Some tête á tête:
The world seems good.
Unparalleled.
Who could want more,
The summer air our succour.
Our new clipped lawn
Down to a our boathouse
Housing table, chair
For guests who come there.
Little rowing boat with motor
All prepared to spawn small trips
For tiny ships
Onto the relatively little waters.
Speaking of our lakefront syrup,
Ducks came up onto the grass.
They hadn’t asked,
They visited, so used to bread
Were they.. Then suddenly,
Five more waded ashore,
Ready for a bready
exploration.
Eight pm, sun still high,
Ducks swum away, good TV waiting
Sauntering, we left our haven
For the secondary heaven
Of our home some steps above.
A sort of, kind of
Paradis-ical true love.
What a day!
Ducks Came Onto The Grass Today 6.25.2020 Circling Round Nature II; Circling Round Experience;
Arlene Corwin Poetry 