Blue of morning and Tokie’s out. He’s
hardly ever out, like Darlin’, when she got old.
Different bird today—one serious about her song.
Clover and Polo are serious about sleep.
They sleep on the dog bed, in the grass, on the porch, on the welcome mat, on the guest bed, on my bed, on the Goodwill chair, in the middle of the kitchen while I’m cooking dinner.
They are not as old as Tokie or Darlin’ and won’t be
for another 10 years. They have a good decade
to sleep, in the blue
of night and the blue of morning
the blue of full noon sun.
If I were a dog, I’d be serious about sleep, too, ready for sleep in the blue of night, the blue of morning, the blue of full noon sun by the shimmering Gulf waters.
I’ve enjoyed them all, but this is one of my favorite.
one of ours is serious about sleep, while the other is serious about destruction.
liking this one