Knuckles in the Ground

 Rain is in the air

But no water's coming down--

It's just hanging there.

Bird feeder jump rope

Hangs loosely for birds to come.

They don't want to play.

Olivia stands

Watching College as she eats.

(What is she thinking?)

Rooster is laughing;

Maybe he just has a cold;

Hens are all silent.

Knuckles in the ground:

Old tree grabs its piece of earth;

Holds on for dear life.

Mist on the mountain;

Brown forest is dim and deep.

It's a soft morning.

Layers of the sea

Jut out in these ancient rocks,

Rolling down the hill.

Crumbling stone wall

Wends its way down the mountain,

Crashing on some rocks.