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There is another place I live:
small, simple, a colorful, fragrant,
low-water, self-sustaining garden,
a soft cat, a small, well-behaved dog
that loves the cat and me.
There are books and time
to read them, time to walk
among the poppies and hollyhocks
and foxglove, time
to lie back in the grass
and watch the fat cumuli amble
along, (not pushed but) escorted
by a lazy breeze.
© by Gail Entrekin.
Used with the author's permission.
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Gail Entrekin lives in the hills of San Francisco's East Bay, where she is a poet, a quilt designer and maker, a hiker (with her dog, Molly Bloom), an editor of Canary, a former teacher of creative writing and English, a singer-around-the-house, a caregiver for her husband (who is blind and has Parkinson's disease), a grandmother of six (“finally got a GIRL,” she crows!), a small-time gardener, and co-publisher (with her husband) of a small press called Hip Pocket Press. Says Gail, “Most days I'm one happy woman!” Learn more about her at http://gailruddentrekin.com/.
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Lori Levy:
Soothing poem.
Posted 07/10/2019 07:15 PM
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Janet Leahy:
To be in the moment with this beautiful poem is a gift.
Thank you Gail.
Posted 07/10/2019 11:59 AM
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cscoville:
What a joy this poem was to read this morning when the world is too much with me. Thank you.
Posted 07/10/2019 10:30 AM
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michael escoubas:
Gail, thank you for this lyric-delight! I long to live "escorted by a lazy breeze."
Posted 07/10/2019 09:50 AM
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Larry Schug:
The lesson here-use every minute to its fullest. Like John Prine said, "turn off your tv" Well expressed.
Posted 07/10/2019 07:19 AM
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