Poem of the Month - April, 2017

 

COMPLETE



You made it

crossed the finish line

did a couple of victory laps


get to be home now

this morning

warm spring


barefoot

on your deck

by the back garden


listen to bees

working the lemon tree


music streaming from

the door you left open


You pause


turn off the faucet

curl the new hose


stand there

close your eyes


breathe

deeply


scent of

blossoms

hot sun

and water

on redwood

the soil

your garden



You wait



exhale


let go



                         at last


 

(c) 2014 Robert Nielsen