Camino del conejo

Rabbit road

Dream Spanish

Is an interesting language.

I must remember enough

From high school.

Last night I followed

A bike path

Named

Camino del conejo

Around and around

A lake,

An endless loop.

I did not see any rabbits.

The loop itself

Was endless.

Donde esta el conejo?

Donde??

Maybe one more loop around

I will see

That rabbit.

Ricochet Rabbit

Home watching cats, and remembering cartoons of my childhood.

I remember Ricochet Rabbit

As the kitten bounces

From chair to table

To claw her way up the desk chair

To loop the loop

Under the chair arm

Land on the floor

On her head,

Only to begin

All over again.

The older cat watches,

Bemused,

If cat bemusement

Is indeed possible.

Garlic soup

Today was a day with other plans.  Then I woke up to thunder and no electricity.  My computer had five minutes left of power in its battery.  I sneaked a yogurt out of the refrigerator.  The back yard was still.  So was I.  I contemplated garlic soup.  I am still contemplating garlic soup and the power has been on for four hours now.

This week brought

Tomatoes red and yellow,

A stapled brown bag

Of garlic.

I contemplate

Garlic soup.

Today is a day

For contemplation.

Once I assemble

The necessary ingredients

Tomorrow may bring

Execution.

Meanwhile a Cooper’s hawk

Stations himself

In the crab apple.

A squirrel sits frozen

On the fence.

A rabbit crouches motionless

Under a bush.

Today is a day

To be still.

Tomorrow may be different.

Jungle Gymnastics

It is another hot muggy day.  I sit in the air conditioning.  Outside the morning activity in the back yard picks up.  I think I will take the turtle for a spin in the warm today.  He loves weather like this.

Outside

The entire back yard

Has morphed

Into jungle gymnastics.

One squirrel has found a stick.

It amuses him entirely.

He throws it in the air

And catches it.

Another squirrel

Lures him away.

They leap and chase up one tree

Down another,

Then

Back to the stick.

A chipmunk has found

The perfect rock

To survey his tiny world

In the sun

With chipmunk eyes.

Yesterday a bunny rabbit

Claimed the middle of the lawn

As his,

Chewed grass,

Cleaned his ears with his front paws

Almost exactly

Like the cat.

In the obstacle course

That is my back yard

The animals are amused.

Sometimes at night

We hear raccoons scream,

Or even catch an opossum waddle

On its tiny possum feet.

He bares his teeth

If he sees us.