hearts rise in waves to
hatch fresh eggs
each dawn,
yard’s leaky maples have
bloodshot eyes, but
crow chirps
me on,
i savor every note,
can’t make out
a word,
++++
but my secret’s safe,
just ask the
worms.
Grumpy Gorman
igram: https://www.instagram.com/grumpygorman/?hl=
image: https://www.mercurynews.com/2018/11/28/should-i-rescue-earthworms-dying-on-sidewalks-after-the-rain/
…and what news have you heard?
