Dilley under the Oaks 11-14-09 A canyon grandfather provides the canopy under which I lay I am a grateful interloper in a sacred place Through a veil of delicate oak branches intertwined Cirrus clouds swirl, ever-changing like oil on water Impressionistic lace on lace In the distance a loving pair call “squeaky clean!”, “squeaky clean!” All the while, the woodpecker does her daily chores Come In! |