Last Day in September
Leaves quiver as leftover
coats of Autumn
parading sheep hooves
baa for more grain
trees imitating Poplar
and Fir silhouettes
surrounding
and a kaleidoscope of
feathers scuffle
from one feeder to another
woodcutter’s birch a
scatter of heaps
slumbering dogs snorting
familiar songs.
I marvel at the stillness
where llamas melt
into a fresh vein of leaves
Dexter cattle chewing
cheerfully
while donkeys restrain
harsh braying
for now.
My lady and I watch and
listen on a sunny
Alberta day.
© Richard L. Provencher 2008
