This Deserted House

Colder day by day'

I leave later day by day. 

(Always something new.)

Bird feeder's ready

But still there are no birds there.

(They disappoint me)

What are they thinking,

These two cows standing so still?

(Or are they thinking?)

Robin on fence post

Surveys the field before him--

King of the mountain.

Unclaimed papers lie

As they have for many days.

(A new one today?)

Upside down white chair;

Empty windows and no cars:

This deserted house.

Dots on the mountain--

Random garbage thrown away--

Out of sight, out of.......

Bare tall tree creaking

Every time I walk past it;

(We're all getting old).

First fine skin of ice

Appears on the mud puddle;

No sound; no fury.