~

A shadow    shows

    A shaky figure;

 

A bird   above

    Impedes the flight

 

Of light

    That flows

        In rays below,

 

And falls about

        Upon us there,

 

My dog and I,

    With me in tow.

 

~

On first, methinks,

    A hummingbird

 

Is flying

   Sweet, and low;

 

But no! it’s not;

    Not what I thought:

 

A Rook,

    And putting on show.

 

    ~

The dog

    Doesn’t care,

        She smells everywhere;

 

Her knowledge

    Comes from her nose.

 

She thinks

    She smells

        The last known male

 

To stop

    And post

        And go.

 

    ~

A woman comes by,

    Cast down in eye;

 

In passing,

    I tell her “Hello.”

 

Sans much ado,

    even-keel smooth,

Her Sotto voce 

   Sound low:

 

            “Hey.”

 

    ~

The dog doesn’t care,

    Nor Rook on the air,

 

But I swear

     I could hear

        The world say:

 

    Nothing appears

        In the bright light clear,

 

    But behind,

        Of it all –

            Shadow Play.

    ~

 

©2014, Marvin Welborn

7 June 2014.