views rain-soaked world through open window

sits quietly as early morning rain dribbles

soft metallic tunes on rainspouts

listens to chipmunks chattering

in rock pile of spare Japanese garden.

I listen to cars splashing down flooded road

crows calling from beyond the dense woods

deep olive-green dimness of tangled

swagging bittersweet vines

careening from highest maple trees

Rain alters my gardening schedules

tulip, crocus, and daffodil bulbs

remain unnoticed, dry and safe

after swift flight from Holland

the promise of a colorful spring garden

remains intact

resting in cardboard shipping box.

Autumnal days grow cooler

but soil remains warm

plants now focus their energy

on root development

preparing for their Spring performance.

Patience is a virtue for cats, gardeners and plants.

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The BACK STORY:

Note:

Recorded in my JOURNAL:

“I wrote this poem today, 16 October 2021.”

I wrote it specifically to submit to this anthology.

I created it from the images, sounds, and thoughts  I was having as I sat by the screened in window watching my cat, Inca.

Inca and I spend a lot of quality time together.  He is my shadow. I have six cats, but Inca is the one who wants the most attention. and, he gets it, too.

When this poem was published in Vita Brevis #3, I was not disappointed. It is an honor to have my work in the remarkable volume of the poetry of nature.

©Lynda McKinney Lambert

Ellwood City, PA

riverwoman@zoominternet.net

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