Gaza

I was losing myself

in the sky

reflecting in a puddle,

a mirror

left by an afternoon shower

on the floor of our open-air barn.

Mesmerized by the tree branches

swaying in the breeze

and by the clouds

arriving and departing

into and out of

this four foot

by two foot

puddle on concrete

but I came back to reality

as ripples began to form

when Gaza,

our black and white,

shorthair domestic farm cat

found what she had been looking for

and took a few sips

before running over

and laying down next to me.

About soitgoes1984

I was born and raised on land stolen from the Pocumtuc. I now live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean, on land that was stolen more recently, from the Hawaiians. I am addict, struggling to kick the habit of fossil fuel. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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