Anonymous being

The ancient eavesdropper

Time is gone and I have left,

my face lies detached,

long stares capturing

the minutest of moments for miles.

A glazed pear

ripens on the deck chair, welcoming

fruit flies which dine on its flesh.

An auto accident, people exchanging

swearwords and numbers, passerby

whose tires crunch on broken shards of glass.

A dog tied up to a tree, waiting intently

for its master to return home

and throw it a steak bone, a glob of drool

drips uninhibited over its lips and down its chin.

Birds feverishly beat their wings from one roost to another,

finding solace in numbers, recharging on power lines.

Wind blows with purpose through the cottonwood trees,

brushing against bark and picking off the last of the straggling leaves.

A driver avoids eye contact with a peddler on the street corner

who holds a sign that reads, ‘Please help.  Every penny counts.’

Stray cats…

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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4 Responses to Anonymous being

  1. phoebecarter65 says:

    What an amazing journey – so much activity; things to see. An enjoyable read. Thank you. 🙂

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  2. Pieter Navis says:

    Great poetic expression of the daily mystery 🙂
    Sometimes i forget and i become obscured by holding life too tightly. And then when i capture myself, the space invites me again to be present while observing, ever increasing depth of being 🙂

    • Thank you kindly, Pieter! Well said, my friend 🙂 I agree with you. It’s hard to be an objective observer, stepping outside our body and into another’s shoes. Our experiences shape who we are and influence how we view the world around us. Mindfulness and selflessness are two qualities not often found in people, but they help further our understanding of the interconnectedness of all life. I hope you have a wonderful day, my friend! Thank you for stopping by my poetree blog 🙂
      Cheers,
      Tyler

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